Jack Lightfoot on the mat; or, The jiu=jitsu trick that did not work

previous item | next item

Jack Lightfoot on the mat; or, The jiu=jitsu trick that did not work

Material Information

Jack Lightfoot on the mat; or, The jiu=jitsu trick that did not work
Series Title:
All-Sports Library
Stevens, Maurice
Place of Publication:
New York
Winner Library
Publication Date:
Physical Description:
1 online resource (31 p.) 28 cm.: ;


Subjects / Keywords:
Dime novels ( lcsh )
Sports stories, American ( lcsh )
Athletic clubs -- Fiction ( lcsh )
Serial ( sobekcm )


Original Version:
Volume 1, Number 28

Record Information

Source Institution:
University of South Florida
Holding Location:
University of South Florida
Rights Management:
The University of South Florida Libraries believes that the Item is in the Public Domain under the laws of the United States, but a determination was not made as to its copyright status under the copyright laws of other countries. The Item may not be in the Public Domain under the laws of other countries.
Resource Identifier:
A46-00016 ( USFLDC DOI )
a46.16 ( USFLDC Handle )
025837455 ( ALEPH )
76173188 ( OCLC )

Postcard Information



This item has the following downloads:

Full Text


Like a flash Jack


P bfi h t N t "Teacfl the Amerfcaa tloy !low to llecome ea attltete, and lay the founlfaUon for a Con1tlt11tlon greater tban mn U S ers 0 e. of tho United .States."-Wlse sayings from "Tip Top. There has never been a time when the boy.s of this great country took so keen an Interest In all manly and healthitlvlng sport.s u they do to-day. As proof of this witness the record-breaking throngs that attend college struggles on the gridiron, as well as athletic and baseball games, and other tests of endurance and skill. In a multitude of other channels thl love for tho "lif e .strenuou.s" Is making Itself manifest, so that, a.s a nation, we are rapidly forging to the front a.s seekers of honest sport. R ecognizing this "handwriting on the wall," we have concluded that the time bu arrived to give this vast army of young en thusluts a publication devoted exclusively to invigorating out-door life. We feel we arc Justified In anticipating a warm response from our sturd)' American boys, who are .sure to revel la the stirring phases of sport and adventure, through which our characters pass from week to week. ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY l11rud Wu/Uy, By /a.5 0 per year. Entn-ed acco rding' to A&t of Qmgress in the year r905, in tlu Office o/ tlu Liora,-ian o/ Congr1u Wasllinzton, D. C., by THE WINNER LIBRARY Co,, 165 West Fi'f t eentlt $!., New Yo,-.6, N. Y. No. 28. NEW YORK, August 19, 1905. Price Five Cents. JACK LI6HTFOOT ON THE MAT; OR, The J iu=Jitsu Trick That Did Not Work. By MAURICE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY. Jack Li ghtfoo t the best all-round athlete in Cranford or vicinity, a lad clear of eye, clean of speech, and, after he had conquered a few of his faults, possessed of a faculty for doing tlzings while others were talkini;, that by degrees caused him to be looked upon as the natural leader in all the sports Young America delights in-a boy who in learning to conquer himself put the power into his hands to wrest victory from others. Tom Li ghtfoot, Jack's cousin, and sometimes his rival; though their strhing for the masterr was always of the friendly, generous kind. 'l'om was called the Book-Worm" by his fellows, on ac-J count of his love for studying such secrets of nature as practical observers have discovered and published; so that be possessed a fund of general knowledge calculated to prove useful when his wandering spirit took him abroad into strange lands. Ne d Skeen, of impulsive, nervous temperament, one of those who followed the newcomer, Birkett, being clazzled by the dash of bis manner, and the free way in which he flung money around. Nat Kimball, an undersized fellow, whose hobby was the study of jiu-jitsu, and who had a dread of germs. Laf e Lampto n a big, hulking chap, with an ever present craving for something to eat. Lafe always bad his appetite along, and p:oved a stanch friend of our hero through tilick and thin. P h il Kirtland, a rival of Jack's. but who is not averse to winning a little glory at times, even if be bas to share it with Lightfoot. J ubal Marlin, one of Jack's friencls, with a Yankee love for making money. K ate Straw n and Nellie Conner, two Cranford girls, friends of Jack. Da isy, Jack's sister. Mrs. Light foot, the mother of our hero. Matsu k i the Jap instructor in the science of ;i'u-;i'fsu. Boralmo, supposed to b e a Hindoo, a vengeful man who has a grudgo against Jack. CHAPTE R I. WHEN MATSUKI CAME TO TOWN. "Gnat" Kimball was in a state of tremendous excitement. "Whee! he sq u ea l ed. "Whoop!" He threw his cap into the air in his joyous hilarity. "Oh, this i s great!" He was in his roo m at home, and on the little stand before him was a l etter. Having w h irled ro und the room lik e a crazy derv i s h he hopped over t o t h e stand and too k a nother l oo k at t h e l e tter. He d u g hi s watch out of h is pocket, snapped i t ope n and l ooked at t h e ti me "Coming b y t h e next train! \,Yell, won' t I s h ow thos e s k epti c s a thing o r two, after Matsuk i's give n me a cou r se of t r a ining? I g u ess, yes I'll do st u n t s that \\'ill make t h ei r eyes b u g o ut. I t see m ed tha t little Gnat was t o have h i s reve nge Q n t h os e s c o ffing member s o f the athletic club who had


2 A LLSPO RT S L IBRARY. s co rn ed hi s repeated attempts t o tea c h t h em the scien tific a n d b eautiful art of breaking yo u r ne i g hbor's neck or arm without ri s k o f pe r s onal danger. Nat read the letter again, eagerly: "MR. NATHANIEL K IMBALL. D E A R Sm: I a m est abli shing a cl as s i n j iu-jits u i n struct i o n in Ca rd iff, and s h a ll be p lea s e d to have you r as s is t ance i n gettin g some of t h e pe o ple o f y o u r town enrol l ed and i nte r e s ted in thi s m anl y and scientific Japa n ese art. In additio n to t h e regul a r c ours es, I sh all g i ve w hat h a s n ever b e fore been taught to an y on e n ot a s ubj e ct o f the mik a d o-les son s that in t he past h a ve be e n g i ve n o nly t o the most r e l iable s amurai, and th e n never giv e n i n writing Thi s m etho d te a ch es s e lf-d ef en se in it s hi g h est and m o s t c om p le t e formt ea c hes h o w to break an a ss ailan t' s arm o r wris t h is s h ould er, or elbow, hi s b ac k o r even h is neck; and how t o p a ral yz e hi s brain b y a si n g l e t o uc h I shall be happy to c ommuni c ate t his i nformation to y o u and t o a few of t h e h o n o r ab l e yo ung m e n o f your t ow n. Becau s e of i ts ch a ract e r, I exact fro m everyo n e a s o lemn promi se th a t h e w ill ne ve r reve a l to a n yone these great and perilous secret s and that he will n ever tlse the s e deadl y m etho d s exc ept in se lf-d e f e n s e I shall arrive at y our t o w n on t h e five o' cl o ck tra in a n d sh all g o a t o nce to the Cranford Hotel, w here I h o pe t o ineet yo u "Very s i n c erely yours, "OKI MATSUKI." G nat Kimball exe cuted a n o th e r war danc e ab out the room w hen he h a d re r ea d t he l ette r "Oh, but I 'll s h ow the f ellows a thing or t wo!" he p anted "He'll b e h e r e thi s eve ning-ton i g h t Y e s and ther e' s goin g t o b e a meeti n g in the gym to-night. v V onder if I c a n g e t him t o g o d ow n t h e re? O h, he's got to g o I ll introduc e him to J a ck L ightfoot, and t o L a fe, a nd all the oth e r sco ffer s vVon 't their eyes shin e wh en they see him a n d h ear h im t a lk; a n d w o n t they star e w he n h e s h ows the m so m e ? f h i s trick s ? I'll ge t him t o s h o w the m a f ew t h i ngs there to-night. It w ill h e lp t o ge t the m inte re s t ed." Nat had b ee n in c orres p onde nce with Mat s uki for t wo or thre e week s He h a d fir s t see n a n o tic e o f him in a pap er, and had written t o him; an d t h e n h a d learn e d that Mat s uki e x p e cted soo n t o t r y fo r a schoo l t h e city of Car d iff Nat inten d ed t o a ttend that sc h o o l and take t h e j iu j itsu l esson s fro m s tart t o fini s h and h e inte n de d t o ge t as many of the C r a n ford fello ws to join him as h e c o ul d He looked at his w a t c h again T hen h e t h ru s t t h e l e tt e r in to his p o ck e t, s n a tch e d up h i s hat, b o lt e d d ow n s t a irs; and w ent out in to the stre et. L i t tl e }; a t l oo k e d v e ry l i k e a Japanes e himself His fac e w a s dark, hi s ey es j et, and his black hai r had an o ily s hine. Yet hi s f eat ures were n o t of the Japanese type. He was rather unders i ze d but h e was s upple and we ll -made, and he was d e c e pti v e l y stron g Nat w a s a good dea l of an a t hlete, thou g h the small ness of his s i ze rather h ampered him in h i s con t e st s with the othe r members of the high-s chool athletic club. He h a d a l way s l o nged t o be an athle te, and his lack o f s tand a r d p h ysica l prop o r t i o n s h a d b ee n a sore di s ap p o intmen t t o him. N o d o ubt t h a t w as the r ea s o n why h e hud turned so enthu s iastica lly to the muc h -he r a l ded methods of j i u ji tsu. Almos t e ve r y day h e saw in so me n e w spaper o r ma gaz in e an adv e rti s emen t w h i ch claim ed tha t even a s m a ll m a n o r a weak o ne, woul d b e abl e to wh ip or ou tdo the l a r ge:i t a n d the strongest, i f h e were s k illed in j iu-jits u m et h ods Nat was not v in d i c t ive He had no desfre to brE ak anyo n e's neck o r arm had no des ir e to give anyone a blow at the b ase of the b r a i n that s h ould b ring death; but h e

ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. 3 "And be quick about it; and bring me word what he says." Nat felt generous-he was about to see the great Oki Matsuki; so he fished up a dime and dropped it into the boy's hand, and watched with a smile while the boy vanished in the direction where Nat had seen the receding coat tails of the jiu-jitsu expert. The boy was back in a minute, and the porter came down with him. Nat's lean dark face beamed with anxiety and eagerness. "He says he'll see you!" Nat could have yelled with delight. He started for the stairs, and went up them two steps at a time. The great Oki Matsuki was smiling in the door way of his room, waiting to welcome the young fel low who had taken the trouble to write to him and who had said he would help him to get pupils from Cranford. Matsuki was a pleasant-faced Japanese-a rather small man, as Nat was pleased to observe, yet with a certain lithe, quick look that made Nat sure he was all he claimed to be. "Ah! it is Mr. Nathaniel Kimball," he exclaimed, after glancing at the card Nat had sent up. "You wrote me-yes; I am very glad to see you-very glad." His brown hand caught Nat's brown hand, and lit tle Nat was drawn into the room by the Japanese, who beamed on him amiably. It somewhat surprised Nat to discover how well this J ap spoke English. There was a noticeable peculiarity of accent quite impossible to show in print, and some times a strange twist of words or sentences, but that only added to the charm of his speech. Nat sat down, palpitating, in the chair that Matsuki had placed for him. "This American weather is most beautiful-most grand. It please me, too, to see you. It was the worry to me how I should get you word, and I find my worries foolishness." He laughed pleasantly, showing his white teeth. His hair was as thick and black as Nat's, with the same shinyness, but it crinkled and waved so much that it was almost curly, and Nat's hair was as straight as an Indian's. The Jap's eyes were black. In addition, they had a certain color, which can hardly be called dark, in the whites of them; whereas the whites of J at's eyes were a pure, healthy white. It was but a racial char acteristic. .. ::: Already Nat felt very much at home with this jiujitsu man, who began to talk of the object of his visit to Cranford. Nat at once opened his heart to Matsuki, telling him why he had become so interested in jiu-jitsu, and what the boys of the town, the most of them, thought about it. Matsuki smiled. "They have never seen it-so they do not know." "That's what I've told them," said Nat. "That is it-they have never seen it. Also, they have the American pride, which make them think that the American way must be best. But when they see!" He shrugged his in a way that Nat wished he could imitate. "You think you can show them that they're mis taken?" "Oh, it is easy!" "Of course I knew you could. But when I tried to do anything they laughed at me; and the worst of it was I never could succeed-they were always too much for me. If I tried to throw one of them he always threw me. But, then, I could only study it out of the books." Matsuki shrugged his shoulders again in that engaging way. "That is it," he said. "The book may be good, but it is not like the-the pairsonal instruction. By the pairsonal instruction, you see, you feel, do the thing yourself, like the master. I"-he tapped his breast-"am the master. I can teach you how to do this thing." "I can tHrow the biggest and strongest boy in the athletic club, after I've had your instructions?" Nat asked. "Sairtainly. Unless"-he shrugged his shoulders again---<"that other boy has also had the same instruc tions. Then, I don't know." "Well, if I could once-just once-lay Jack Lightfoot on his back on the pad I'd be happy." "Who is he?" "Oh, coqrse you don't know anything about him; but he's the captain of our athletic club." Matsuki wrinkled his face in a confident smile. "Me makes fun of the sytem, eh?" "Well, yes, somewhat; but he isn't half as bad as some of the others. I guess he doesn't think any better of it than any of the rest; but he never ays so much. You see, he's a peculiar fellow that way; he doesn't like to make sport of anyone; and then, be sides_, he's the captain of the club, you know. That


, 4 ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. keeps him do\\"n some, I reckon. The captain ha to be rather tactful, you see and not get any of the mem bers mad, or clown on him. But he's an athlete. You ought to see that fellow on the pad, sometimes. H.e's a wo nder. If I could wrestle like him, or fight like h i m I'd be the h appiest boy in Cranford." "My dear Mr. Kimba ll! I shall teach you how can throw this wonder-I shall show you the tnck that will tumble him down like the infant." Nat panted with delight. "You wouldn't \Yant to show me now? You might give me a hint, you know. I could pay you extra for it; o r you could call it part of the first lesson I'm to take. And I'll help you a11 I can to get pupils. If the fell ows shou l d see that I could do something with it, it wou ld be a big thing. The trouble is, that when I'v e tried it I've a l ways failed, and that's given them a chance to laugh at me and make fun of it." He l ooked at Matsuki with glowing eyes. "But once I didn't fail!" "Oh, once yo u threw him?" "No, not Jack Lightfoot; but once I threw a fellow who I thought was a tramp, who was holding Jack a pri soner It turned out that the feJlow was crazy If I hadn't thrown h i m he'd have killed me, I guess. That was pretty good, don't you think, when all the instruction I had was from a book?"* Matsuki clapped his brown hands toget her. "That was most excellent! That is what I shall teach you. How you may defend yourself-how yo u may kill your enemy, if you wish It is the great se cret of the samura i what you wou l d call the nobil ity of J apa n the le aders of the o ld fighting clans. It is the wonderful secret, and it is that I shall teach you Nat's dark cheeks flushed with joy. "Oh, I can't \\"ait to begin it! Show me something now show me some trick or other that I can exhibit to tl;e boys. And if you can teach me how I can put Jack Lightfoot on hi s back on the mat, it would win the whole athletic club. You c o uld ge t every member int o your class, I know." "All right!" said Matsuki, smiling, and h e rose and began to strip off his coat. "I will give you a little of the instruction right now." And Nat, peeling off his coat enthusiasticaJly, was ready to t ake his fir s t les son in scientific jiu-jitsu, right there in the J ap s room at the hotel. *See No. 19, "] ack Lightfoot's Disappearance; or, The Turning l'n of ;in ()1cl Enemy," fo;-th e f't u ry of Na.t K1mlnll s en cou nte r with Jac k's enemy, and the J 1u-11tsu tnck with which Nat defende d himself CHAPTER II. A TILT OF WORDS. Cranford was a small town. Nat Kimball's tongue was a lively one. Put those two things together, and you will have no trouble in understand ing that long before the h our came for the athletic club meeting in the gym that nio-ht the news of the arrival of the jiu-jitsu expert 0 was known all over the place. Nat had learned one or tw o small tricks \Yhich he in s i sted on trying on every friend he met. He threw one fellow, and that made him so proud that the streets of Cranford were h ardly wide enough to hold him. He waltzed up to Brodie Strawn and challenged him for a wrestle. "Oh, go cool clown!" Brodie grunted. "But let me show you!" "Here on the street?" can go away somew here behind that building; I want to show you "Go tackle that cow!" said Brodie, with a gnn, poin ting to a cow in a lot. Nat flushed The papers of a few weeks before had told of an t!l thusiastic farmer who had taken some jiu-jitsu ia struction by mail, and then not finding anyone to try his tricks on had tried them on the cow. The cow stepped on him, kicked him against the side of the barn lifted him on her horns, and maltreated him gene1rally; and, as a result, so ihe paper said, the farmer was su ing the jiu-jits u expert for damages. The boys had joked Nat about this, narrating it at first as the paper had it; but by degrees the story had become so changed that it came to be understood by some people that it was Tat Kimball who had been treated by the c o w in such an unladylike way. Hence, that reference to a cow always flushed Nat's d ark face and made him want to shuck out of his coat and whip the fellow that mentioned it. "Oh, you' re afraid I will throw you I" Nat shot at Brodie now. "But come down to the gym to-night. He's O'Oinrr to be there There's to be an open meeto b inO' to which everyone is welcome, and I've asked him o> to go down \\ ith me. As a member, I've a right to do that. Come down and see him Brodie laughed. "\Veil, yes; I think I'll go down and see the fun." Nat was s o enthusia s tic over Matsuki tha t he c o uld not vait until the time o f the meeting t o intr oduc e h ; m to J Lightfoot.


ALL-SPORTS LIB ARY. 5 So he waltzed over to the hotel, when he could not wait any longer, nd after some talk induced Matsuki to accompany him down to Jacks residence They found Jack in the hed room. Jack knew at once who hi dark-faced visitor was But i J at proceeded to an elaborate introduction "Very much glad 1.o sec you,'' said the J ap. 'I have heard the great things of you, from your honorable friend, Mr. Nathaniel Kimball. Ile i n ist that I should make the visit with you, and it please me that I have come." Jack duly expres ed his plea ure at the meeting. He was rather favorably impressed with the athletic Jap, who seemed a clean, lithe fellow of no mean ability. Jack drew out the easy-chair for him, and gave N' at another, while he at down on the edge of the workbench. "Oh, you'll like him!" Nat whispered, his dark eyes shining. "He's great! He's already shm n me a few things, and is going to show me ome more." "I am come here at the invitalion of Mr. Tathaniel Kimball," said Matsuki, "and he is to give me the kindly help in organizing my jiu-jitsu cla I hope hat you may become a member of that class He beamed on Jack. at's a great admirer of your system," said Jack, "and I know he'll do all he can for you; and you'll find him a fir t-rate fellow, too "Oh, if you'd only go into it!" cried at. "That wou l d fetch the other fellows." Jack smiled at at's enthusiasm "Do you think so?" "Ob, I know it I" "vVhen Mr. Lightfoot sees how fine the system is he will al s o be willing to take le s sons," said Matsuki "Perhaps," aid Jack. ''I haven't made up my mind yet that it's superior to the American system The Jap shrugged his shoulders "The 1\merican sy tern lack the science It is brute strength. The Americans fight so-straightforward!" He struck at an imao-inary foe. "That's what I like about it," said Jack; "it's straightforward." "But see what the J aps have done lately!" cried ); at. "Whoever thought that little Japan could whip big Russia? Jt wa like a little man tae;kling a birr one. The little one had science on it side, <1nd the big o 1e was clum y ancl low; and you see the result. Little Japan whipped great, big R u ssia Jack miled agam. Little Nat's enthusiasm was charming. "That is it," said Matsuki "That is what we teach i n jiu-jitsu; so that the small man may be better than the large man." "But nppose the large man a l o learns j i u-jitsu; then what? You teach it to la rge men a s well as small ones?" The J ap shrugged his boulders "Not all large men will learn it; and for the little one who clo learn it, it will be the great thing. "Just like little Japan whipping big Russia put in Nat. "Well, did you ever think of one thing, in that con nection?" Jack asked "How long is it since Japan has been able to whip a European nation?" "\Veil, not long of course," aid Nat. It's been only fifty year ince ommodore Perry went there and the country was opened up to outside influences Jack turned to Mat uki. "IIow long have you practiced jiu-ji tsu, and your peculiar ways of fighting, in Japan?" Matsuki spread out his hands. "Thousands of years. The time is so far back that no one can remember." "Yet it' only been a very few y ars that Japan has been able to whip an out ide nation." "\Vcll, they didn't have cannons and all those thinrr -fighting battle ship and all that, until lately,' aid Nat. "Just so, and you've proved what I wanted to say. Japan has lately been able to1 whip an outside nati on simply because she abandoned her ancient method of fighting and took up the art of fighting as it is prac ticed by the out ide nations. I n t that so? The manner of fightinY by which she ha whipped Ru sia she learned from the out ide nation he modeled her battle ship and her cannon, and her rifle and trained her men, on European and American plans. That's o. i n't it?'' \ Vell, what doe that prove?" sa i d Nat. "You admit that he got her ideas of modern fighting from the outside nations?" "\Vhy, of course." Nat's face was flu hing painfully. "\\'ell, per hap it doesn't prove anythinrr," Jack was smiling. "But it sh o\\ s me that ,,Jfen she has m a de hC'en h: imitatit; g the outside na tion not by follO\Ying her 0\\'11 ideas. And in my op i nio n that appl i es to j i u-j i t s u I don' t believe that


6 ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. it's s uperi o r t o t h e Euro p ean and A n 1erican sty l e of "'"; wrestlin g a n d fig htin g "But s e e t h e im mense, great advantage it gives the s m all m a n! cr i ed Mats u k i stirre d by th i s to make a protest. "It teaches the s m all m a n t h e weak man, h o w he can con q u er the b i g and t h e strong man. S u p pose tha t a t hi ef c o m e in to your ho use. You j u mp at him H e i s b ig m a n yo u are s m all man You give him the v i ta l touc h of the bra i n, or you b r eak hi s n e ck w hil e h e i s trying to get h o l d of you." "But" and h ere J ack s m iled again-"su ppose he kn o w s a ll abo u t your j iuj itsu methods; what's to hin de r him fro m g i vi n g m e t h e to u ch, as yo u call it ; wh at's t o k eep him fro m breaking m y neck or st rik i n g me at the base of t h e b r a i n and killing me?" Mats uk i spread o ut hi s brow n h a n ds i n a n express i ve ges tur e "But yo u do n ot u nde r stand These qead l y tri cks -they a r e t o be t a ught on l y to h o n o r a ble me n I teach them t o Mr. Nathaniel Kimball, to xo u and to honor abl e y o un g m e n only; I do n o t teach the m t o t h ieves an d burg la r s He l ooked ind ig n ant J a ck t oo k a s lip o f p a per fro m a p ig e o n h o l e o f th e de sk. "Well n ow, what abo u t t his? He h e l d u p th e p ape r ; i t was a h alf-page m e n t, cut fr om a m agaz i ne of that month. "How a b o u t this ? h e said "Here is Prof. N ogo Ma s uri a n d t his i s an adve r t i sement in a magazine that goes a ll ove r the U n ited States He has a schoo l o f jiu-jits u a n d t ea c hes i t by c or resp o n dence I wrote t o him o ut o f c ur iosi ty not l ong ago and go t o n e of his lett e r s." He put hi s h a n d i nto th e pigeo n h o l e and took o u t the l e tter. He rea d p o rti o n s o f t he let te r a n d of the a dve r t i se m ent, a n d passe d th e m b oth ove r to Mat s u k i th a t m i ght see t h em. Yo u see h e offers to t ea c h me h i s methods, by which m e n m ay b e k ille d m a imed wo un ded; he offe r s t o t ea ch m e w hat h e calls t h e Goblin's G ri p,' also 'Arm Breakin g,' t h e 'Vit a l T ouch a t the Stomach,' 'Vital T o uch at th e T h roa t ,' 'Vital Touch at t h e Lowe r Jaw,' 'Vit al Tou c h a t t h e Base of t h e Brain,' and m any o t h e r s ; all m et h o d s b y which m e n m ay be k illed o r so injured t hat th ey a r e ru i n e d fo r l i f e "Bu t, s e e,' said Mats u k i t r emb l ing, and pointing to the l ette r, h e a i xp r ess l y says that these th i ngs are t o be t a u ght o n l y t o h o n o r a bl e m e n n ot to thi eves an d burg lars Jack smiled. "But he proposes to teach them by mail." "Yes, but only to men who can be trusted-to men who will use them only in self-defense .. "He will teach them to me, he says." "Sairtainly. You are reliable-you are honest." "How does h e know that?" Matsuki gasped He was in the trap which Jack h ad laid for him. "How does h e know that I am reliable and honest? He has never seen me; I think he has never inquired about me He sends those advertisements out, and ap par ent l y directs those letters to whoever will write to h im. How can he know that I am not a thief, and a burgl ar, and a murderer? He doesn't know, and he can't know. Suppose he takes my money and teaches me I may be the worst rascal in the world, for all he knows to the contrary. Now, tell me how you're going to keep bad me n from learning those deadly t r icks? And a bad man, when he learns, can teach other bad men." "Bu t I do not do that asserted Matsuki warmly. "No; I'm willing to believe you don't." "I do not. I se l ect my pupi ls; I study them after they come to me; and only to the honorable do I im part those secrets "Now, for t h e sake of the argument," said Jack, we'll grant that you teach only honorab l e Of course, the r e is a question, arising as to whether you can tell by look ing at a man whether he is honorable or will continue to be honorable. But say that you can tell, and that you never teach any but those who will make proper u se of this dangerou knowledge What about other men, who will teach bad men? I am not saying anything against any jiu-jitsu teacher, but sim pl y pointing out how imposs i ble it must be for them to t ell w h om they are teaching, and to know that none of their pupils w ill make a bad use of their knowledge And that's why, or, at least, one of the rea ons ,,hy, I do not l ike j iu-jitsu. Then, there's another reason." Littl e J at was genuinely distressed. He h ad h eard those arguments before, from Jack and other members of the athl etic club, and had not been able to meet them himself. He had supposed, though, t hat they could be met and promptly shown to b e false by one who thoroughly under tood jiu-jitsu "\rVhat is t his other reason?" Matsuki asked, breath ing hard. He saw he was in a hole, and was anxi ous to get o ut, o r s h ift the drift of the conversation "The o th e r r eason is, tha t I believe th e America n


ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. 7 system of wrestling boxing and fighting is superior to jiu-jitsu; almost as much superior io it as the battle ships which the J aps are now using are superior to their old-style vessels. And it's more honorable; of that I think there can be ho doubt. It gives the other man a chance. It isn't sly, and sneaking, and treacher ous, and underhanded." "I do not concede that point at all!" Matsuki shouted. He was getting excited. or do I admit that jiu-jitsu is not better than any other system ever taught," he added. "You have a right to your opinion," said Jack. "Show him some of those tricks-some that you showed me!" panted Nat, anxious ly. Matsuki shrugged his shoulders. "It would not be worth the while. Your friend does not want to in my Jack did not fail to remember that Matsuki was a caller who was entitled to all due courtesy. "You must understand that I said I did not think you would do any of the things which I mentioned." He resumed his position on the edge of the work bench and laughed easily "And understand, too, that I am a great admirer of Japan!" Matsuki's face brightened and at began to feel better. "Japan i1as shown herself to be a wonder in this war," Jack continued. "Few people believed, at the outset, that she could, in the end, whip Russia; tut Americans, I think, as a rule, gave her their sym pathies, and were always glad when she achieved a vic tory." "Yes, that is so," the J ap admitted. "America has been very generous to Nippon." "Nippon?" said Nat. "It is our name for what you call Japan." "We young fellows here in Cranford," said Jack, ';are pleased that Japan whipped Russia. And I hope that you won't think I meant anything personal by what I've said. Nat is my friend, and any friend he brings here I consider also my friend." Altogether Jack's manner \\'as now so genial and winning that, though he had severely criticised jiu jitsu, Matsuki was ready to declare that he was a fine fellow. Of course little Nat was pleased. And when he departed with Matsuki, he sa id to the latter: "Oh, if you could only get him to go into the class, all the other fellows would come in on the run i" CHAPTER III. THE MEETING IN THE GYM. When Matsuki went with Nat that evening down to the gym he had made up his mind to one thing. He would take down Jack Lightfoot's pride and confidence. The Japanese was an honest believer in the merits of his system, though he did n o t approve of many of the things clone by some of the jiu-jitsu teachers. He had discovered that Jack Lightfoot was truly the leader of the athletic youths of Cranfo rd. He wanted those young fellows to join his classes. Like other men who have schemes to pu sh, he was after money. Fifteen or twenty dollars apiece for les sons from each of the youths of Cranford was some thing worth working for. And he had Nat Kimball to help him and ympathize with him. Long before the time for the meeting the gym had begun to fill up with an expectant crowd of y o ung fel lows, to which was added a sprinkling of older men who had been draw ; n out by curiosity. Jubal had the place looking as trim and neat as a pin. Jubal was janitor, and for keeping the gym in order he had the privilege of u s ing one corner of it for an ''office," where he concocted his wonderful business schemes for getting rich. Jack Lightfoot rath er early, in company with his cousin, Tom; and at about the same time Lafe Lampton and Ned Skeen arrived. Then, late enough to give the prope r effect and im pre ssiveness, at Kimball appeared with Oki l\Iatsuki The boys looked with great curiosity at the much heralcled Jap, as he into the room with Nat, bow ing and smiling. "Young gent lemen, very happy to meet you-very happy to meet so many bright, young Americans!" Nat began to introduce him right and left, and finally con cl ucted him up to Jack Lightfoot. Matsuki's dark eyes scanned Jack closely "Very happy-most happy to meet you again." He took Jack's hand and shook it warmly. "And we're glad to ha_ve you visit our gym," saicl J ack Matsuki passed round the room with Jack, looking


8 ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. at the contrivances of various kinds, and at the orna ments on the walls. "We need not such an array of appliance for jiu jitsu, he said. "Oh, we could get along with less," Jack admitted; "but we like the fun of with them." Nat Kimball, talking with the boys, and boasting of the marvels of jiu-jitsu, had again reached the seventh heaven of delight. On the way clown, Matsuki had communicated to 'him his plan of forcing Jack to meet him, and Nat had approved of it. He did not doubt as to which side would win a vic tory ; for, though he admired Jack and had great faith in his ability, he had talked and studied along the jiu jitsu line so long and had read so many boasts from professors of the system that he believed they were in vincible. "If you Americans think your system so much better than the jiu-jitsu, why does the American Government put jiu-jitsu experts for to instruct the young cadets at West Point and Annapolis?" Matsuki demanded of Jack, as they passed together on round the room "Can you answer me that? That proves jiu-jitsu is better than what you have." "It proves that some of the officers, or whoever put those Japanese professors there thought there was something in jiu-jitsu worth knowing. No doubt there is. I wouldn't want to deny that. Every nation is bound to have some good ideas of athletics. What I most condemned, you'll remember, was the teaching of ( the murderous part of your system to everybody who would pay." "But your high government officers, they think well of it!" "\\Tell, perhaps they don't think so well of it novv," Jack retorted, dryly, "since those American wrestlers went clown there, challenged some of those professors, and put them out of business, after the professors of your system had loudly proclaimed they could def eat any and all comers. You saw that, I suppose? It was in all the papers." The J ap subsided again. He found it pretty hard to get ahead of this well posted and intelligent young American. In the meantime, Nat was doing a good deal of mis sionary work. He was whispering here and there that some fun was on the tapis. He hinted that the Jap was going to challenge Jack. "And then you'li see what jiu-jitsu will do!" he declared. One of those who overheard him was Jerry Mulli gan, the Irish cart driver, who had come clown with some of the other outsiders. Jerry flashed his roll, as he always did when anyone hinted that Jack could be defeated at any old thing. Jerry seemed to keep a little money about him purely for "bluffing" purposes; yet he would risk it, and risk it recklessly. "Well, I'm not asking anybody to bet on it!" said Nat. "But begorra, ye're takin' the Jap's side! That a mimber av Jack's at'letic club would do ut is shamin' me, so ut is!" The Japanese went about, when he was through in spectin g the room, asking various members of the club and the visitors if they did1 't want to join the class he was forming. Tat began to drum fo1 me111bers, too, and some of the boys seemed eager to go into the class. But a thing that the Jap and Nat met constantly, and which irritated the Jap, was the statement that Jack, and Tom, and Lafe, and some of the others, did not think much of jiu-jitsu. "Let the Jap show us what he can do!" said big Bob Brewster. "Well, he could put you on your back on the mat, all right!" cried Nat. "Perhaps he could; I'm no expert. But could he do.vn Jack?" "You bet he could, or anyone else here! \\Thy, he's a regular in structor You don't think a fellow would be a regular instructor, unless he was pretty good at it." "Well, get him to waltz out onto the floor and show us some of his stunts!" Bob urged. Nat saw that the time for action had c ome He spoke to the J ap. The latter faced round. "My young American friends," he said, while his dark eyes glistened, "it is suggest to me by my young friend, Mr. Nathaniel Kimball, that I shall s h ow you some of the trick of the jiu-jitsu. But I cannot well show them trick without some one to illustrate on. If anyone here will do me the very large favor to meet me, I will quick show the trick." He l ooked straight at Jack Lightfoot. "Meet him; give him all he wants!" whispered Lafe Lampton. Jack's fair face colored.


ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. 9 He had not come clown th ere to w r estle or combat with the Jap. "I guess they've got me in a hole now," was hi s thought. He saw clearly the position he was in. With many of these young fellows his success or failure in defeating Matsuki would weigh more for or against the system of jiu-jitsu than anything he could say That it ought not to have a feather's we ight as evi dence made no difference. Jack was not at all sure that he could defeat this trained Japanese ath lete, who was both older than himself and presumably a much more skillf ul wrestler Matsuki had devoted his lif e to scientific wrestling, as taught by the Japanese; while with Jack wrestling was but a side issue; it was not a thing that he prided him self greatly on; though he knew that he was a good wrestler. Fortunately fo r him now, he had st udied the subject of jiu-jitsu with Torn, as a matter of cur i osity; and he knew a good deal about the tricks and holds of the system, and so had a fair idea of what Mat uki would try to do Jack hesitated-while that clamor rang out, demanding that he should m eet the J ap Matsuki stood smi lin g, confident of his own powers; and sure that in defeating Jack he would go a long way toward securing the favor o f these young fellows and getting pupils from Cranford. Jack's face flushed s l ow l y until it was almost a brick dust red. "I don't profess to be ab le to throw a trained jiu jitsu wrestler," he said, while that flush stole slowly over his face. "But you've been running it down!" cried Nat. "He wants to show that you're mistaken about it." "If Mr. Lightfoot but dare to meet me, I will show him the jiu-jitsu trick that will put him on the mat mighty quick!" the J ap boasted, showing his white teeth in a smile Jack's pride leaped to his rescue, like the blast of a bugle. "All right!" he said, sharply. "I'll meet you But I'm t o haYe the privilege of u s ing my own methocls the .American methods And, an other thing--" He was lookin g at Matsuki, his gray-blue eyes now shining bright. "Any \\'ay that the Mr. Lightfoo t lik e," said the J ap, supremely confident. "vVe'll make it two best out of three." Jack was well aware that h e might be thrown by some clever tripping trick with which he was u n familiar, and he thought his chances would be bett e r by making i t two best o ut of three. All right!" said the J ap, with his queer acce nt, s till smiling. "I'll be ready in a minute!" Jack retired to a dressing room at the encl of the gym, and, Matsuki go in g into another, got ready fo r the contest. The gym was now seething wit h exci tement. All th e boys seemed to be talking at once, while Jerry was flourishing his. roll and l o udly offering to bet the whole of it on Jack. "Cool clown Jerry Brodie Strawn advise d "This isn't a horse r ace "Beclacl, that J ap felly will be wantin' to run like a horse before he's t'rough wicl Jack. "Maybe he will; that's what we're going to see now." CHAPTER IV. JACK LIGHTFOOT ON THE MAT. Jack came out, ready for the fray; and at almost the same m o ment the J ap appeared. The Jap was still smil ing and confident. They m et on the mat in the center of the room, with everyone craning to see what would Nat Kimball was i n a quiver of excitement He admired Jack, but he was wildly hop ing now that the J ap would win. Neve r before had little Nat w i s hed that anyone would clown Jack, but he was wi shing it now. "Before we begin, said Jack, who h ope d t o again pi.1t the J ap in a h ole, "I want you to show these young fellows some of the methods by which arm d islocating, and neck breaking, and other things are clone. Matsuki thought a moment; then his face brigh t ened. "The secret tricks, by which life c a n be easily t aken, cannot be taught to a miscellaneous crowd, like this; but I think I can show yo u one way by which I c ou ld break your arm and at the same time paralyze your throat. If you \Yill be so good as to lie clown on your back on th e mat." "Huh!" grun ted Bob Brewste r speaking t o Kim ball. "T11at's the way you always clicl me asked me to get in some pos i tion which would give yon all the advantage at the start." But Jack dropped clown on his back on the mat.


IO LIBRARY. Matsuki sat down on J ack's stomach, straddling him by putting a foot o n the floor on each side of Jack's body. Then he caught Jack by the throat with his right hand, and taking hold of Jack 's right wrist with his left hand drew Jack's arm back until the elbow r ested across the Jap's leg near the thigh, with the palm of the hand uppermost. This position gave the J ap s uch l everage on the arm that by pu hing clown o n the vrist he could, no doubt, have snapped Jack's arm at the elbow, if Jack had l ain still and permitted it; and, of course, at the same time he could have choked Jack. "You see!" the J ap cried, enthusiastically. "I have you now I could, by pressure o f the throat, your windpipe paralyze, and a t the same time break th e arm. You see?"' "Yes, I see," said J ack Little Nat \\; as hopping with enthus i asm "You see h ow it's done," he said to Brewster; "and that's ju t one trick." "I see that Jack didn t try to do anything. I could do that if J ack would lie clown and let me." "All right," said Jack, now on his feet; "we'll try that for the first attempt; though, of course, if you do ge t me clown, and in that position, yo u re not t o break my arm just because you find you have me in your power "Oh, no-no! protested the Jar,. "But I will s how you a trick or two." "A11other thing I ask," said Jack, "is that this is not to be an attempt to put either of us o n our back; but simply to get the other in our power If that's agreed, I'm ready. Come, when you want t o." The J ap began to move round Jack, l ooking for an opening, crouching for a spring; and Jack turned, facing him, with hi s arms and hands in a defensive at t itude. Even Nat Kimball had ceased talking; a silence like death had come ove r everyone in the gym. Only the soft pad of the feet of the circling J ap was heard. Then he leaped in, with the bound of a leopard, striving to get such a ho ld on Jack that he could throw him without trouble. Like a flash Jack met the movement: The Jap's hand was knocked aside as if it had been a straw; and Jack, rushing in, succeeded in getting his arm round the Jap's neck. The Jap tried to free himself by a writhing motion, at the same time trying to clutch Jack's throat. Then Jack seemed to step past him, so quick was his movement, at the same time tightening his hold on the Jap's neck with his hooked ri ght arm and giving a forward jerk with it, while his left hand caught the right hand of the Jap at the wrist. Jack's right hip was now the fulcrum of a lever, against which he pulled the J ap's body; and with a quick motion he gave a surge that took the J ap's heel s off the floor and sent them flying through the air. The wrestlers came to the mat together, the J ap h aving fallen on his side and rolled to hands and knees. Jack had cau g ht his own right hand-the hand of the right arm \Yhich encircled the J a p's neck-and with his body thrown against and upon the J ap he had what American wrestlers call the back strangl e hold. In vain the Jap now writhed and threshed his legs about. He tried to rise with Jack, tried to break that strangle h old, tried to turn over on his side; but he was helpless. Jack s impl y tightened the strangle hold and had the J ap gasping for breath The gym was in a wild tumult. All the boys were shouting at once, most of them applauding Jack. Neel Skeen had hopped to a chair, and was swinging his cap and yelling Jerry Mulligan was bellowing his j oy in a voice like a fog horn. Little Gnat's dark face was so reel that it seemed purp le, and he appeared t o be gasping painfully, while his black eyes held almost a frightened light. The Jap was l oath to give up, and he made another struggle; but with that strangle hold secure Jack could defy him to do his worst. "That-that was not fair hold!" panted the Jap, when he discovered that he was helpless. "Say 'enough'!" cried Jack. "Enough!" gurgled the J ap Jack released him and leaped to his feet, and the J ap rose from his hands and knees considerably crest fallen. "Fall number wan!" yelled Jerry. "'Twas to be two bist out av three. Who's wantin' to bet his good money that Jack, the clarlint, don't get the nixt wan He waved his money. No one seemed desirous of making the wager. "You ee, young gent lem en, it is this way," panted Matsuki, trying to explain; "I have been practice ex clusive the jiu-jitsu system, and that was to me the new trick." Jack smiled, as he stood there breathing heavily from his exertions. He could afford to smile. "But you were to show us your new tricks," said Bob Brevvster, heartlessly. "Very good; I am ready to show them. It was to be the two best out of three."


.ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. I I The Jap was more wary, when next h e sought to down J ack. He had learned a few things in the field of experience and they made him cautious. He sa w that Jack Lightfoot was n o c o mm on yo un g fellow, but a trained and scientific wrestler; and, while the J ap's h eart burned with hi s recent def ea t he was willing to acknowledge that Jack was worthy of hi s utmos t skill, and s how ed it by the careful manner in which he now made his advance The laughing, the h o u t ing, and the tumult had again subsided ; and the see m e d each to hold his breath. The Jap tried now to get the hip l o ck, a thing that is used b oth in ordinary wrestling and in jiu-jitsu; and, failing in that, endeavo red to get a h o ld from behind, by which he could encircle Jack's body and at the same t ime pin his arms to his sides. But when he got behind Jack and tried this la st, J ack dropped downward with a sliding motion, free in g his arms and, throwin g them up, clasped them round the Jap's neck, thereby securing what i s known as the "head l ock." Again he had the battling Jap foul. Pitching hi s own body slig htly forward and thus drawin g the J ap up on his back, his h ands at the same time being l ock;:d together behind the J a p's he ad, \Yhich was drawn forward ove r Jack's sho uld e r, Jack hurled the J ap headlong to the floor. The J ap, writhing round to prevent this fall, st ruck on his h oulder, instead of on his back, his h ead and arm being hal doubled under him; in which position Jack l eaped up on him, half sitting o n him and holding him down. Matsuki had tried to get that cleve r j iu-jitsu back h old; but, lik e a flas h Jack had turned the tables on the clever Japanese w re st ler throwing him flat and fairly sitting on him A wild yell again bellowed forth from the specta t ors The J ap tried to rise, struggling desperately. The discovery that he had mo r e than met his match in this clever young American almost maddened him. He could not r ealize that h e h ad been beaten, and be was unwilling to acknowledge it. He tried to start up and made so fierce an effort that he ro e to his hands and knees, with Jack han ging to him like a bulldog. Iatsuki tried to writhe round now and get anot her hold, his face at the sa m e time w or kin g with smoth ered rage. But Jack was still more than his equal. He let him half turn; and then, with a quick movernei1t, he threw him on his back on the mat, h olding him with a knee o n his che s t and a hand o n his throat. The Japa ne se wrest ler was again helpless. Jack did not ask him this time to say he had enough. The J a p's sho uld e r s and back were toHching the mat, and Jack knew no one c o uld say this was not a fall, and a fair one; and he rose to his feet, letting the J ap get up at his lei sure. The Jap rose, panting and wildly exc ited. But he saw the faces round him, and heard the wild acclaim with which Jack's feat had been greeted He sa w that rage and declarnations to the effect that he had not had a fair show would be worse than u se le ss; and he tried to coo l down. Getting still better control of himself, and seeing it was the only thing he could do, he held out his h a nd to Jack. "I"-his breast heaved and he panted as he spoke -"congratulation this very great young American wrestler J ack accepted the extended hand with a smile. His own lun gs were laboring with the violence of his recent exertions. The J ap had not b een an ea s y man to handle, simple as tho se wrestling tricks had seemed t o those who merely loo ked on "I have met many wrestlers, old and young," said Matsuki, "but never one who was so great!" Of course, thi s was largely buncombe and flattery. The J ap was trying to l e t himself clown easily Jack Li ghtfoo t did n o t pretend to be the greatest wrestler, o ld or young, who had ever trod the mat. He was I cleve r, but he did n o t consider himself a great, or a w o nderful, wrestler. The spectators were stiil s h outing and laughing. "Yo u d o me t oo much h o n or!" Jack panted. "I think tl 1ere are other fellows in this room who could do tho e tricks." Matsuki l oo ked round the room His face twitched and hi s black eyes held almost a staring light. He had rea!l y n o t thoroughly rec ove red fro m that terrible knock out fall. "If that i s so," he said, trying to smile, "then my jiu-jits u lessons w o uld be of no u se here. I cannot think it i s so You a re the great wre stler; but"-he stopped and breathed hard-"I was taken by surprise by you, and my condition i s n o t very good, since yest e r day, wh en I have a fall which hurt me." Bob Brewster laughed; and Jerry Mulligan yelled again, holding up his roll of money.


l.'.: ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. "I'm bettin' ivery cint I've got that Jack, the clar lint, can do nt wanct more!" "Oh, I guess that was enough," said Jack, turning away from the mat and shak in g hands with some of the fellows who were pushing up to congratulate him "I was simply trying to prove that th e American methods are as good at least as the J a p." "And better!" cried Skeen. "Howling mackerels, your methods, anyway; were simp l y out of sight!" Only little at Kimball trembled and refused to be comforted. His Japane s e idol had shattered before his very eyes. But Nat was loyal. He made his way over to Matsuki, while everyone was congr a tulating Jack, and took him by the h and "I'm with you still," h e declared. "That was a good deal of an accident, I think ; and if n o one elst> will join your class yo u can count on me." The worried look passed in some measure from Mat suki' s dark face. It is pleasant to have a sympathizer in a time of de feat and humiliation "Thank you-thank you, Mr. Nathani e l Kimball!" h e said, beaming. "I am ever your very good friend; and I will gladly teach you the system that is the pride of Nippon. That was what you call the accidentthose things which do not h appen many time; and i t do n o t make me b e lieve that jiu-jit s u i s not what I think." Nat patted him on the s houlder and brushed off some dust which c o ntact with the mat a nd the floor had placed there. "I'm afraid this dust i s full of germs," he sa id, solicitou s ly, wiping his hand s n ow with bis h andke r chief. "If you could on ly find a way to knock out the germs, it would be a mi g hty good thing-even a gteater thing than the o ther. when yo u give me lessons we've got to have a n ew, clean mat and a clean floor. Just the thought of getting ge rm s a ll ove r me would keep me from learning anything." "My friend," said Matsuki, "I am your servant; whatever you wish for that you shall have." "I wanted that class of fellows from here," sa id at, wistfully, "but I'm afraid I can t h ave that now. But I'll do some mor e talking and maybe we can get a few fell ows yet ." Nat had not only a sp irit of l oya lty but he was h opeful; and that is a very good thing. II CHAPTER V. A M Y STERY. Itwas late before Jack separated from Lafe and T o m and some other' friends, at the street corner, and st a r ted h ome There had been much to talk about; and after the wrestling bouts there had been a meeting of the ath l etic club, over which Jack presided. Nat Kimball had remained for that meeting, but the J ap had gone away shortly after his defeat. J ack wa s thinking of Matsuki and the victory achieved over him as he moved homeward, and was not paying particular attention to his steps For thi s reason he was not aware of the dark face that peered out at him from the alley he was passing, and h ad no thought of being assailed, until he was at tad

ALL-SPOPTS LIBR.\RY. 13 he th ought h o w it w onlcl have been if that ke e n knife had been d riven in hi s body. He turned hi s face to\rnrd the lak e a g ain, while still examining the knife "If Matsuki d id that it's a good thing I exposed his pretension s and it will be a better thing if I have him arrested." He walked slowly toward the street crossing, pon dering thi s "I'll h av e t o ha v e that all e y clo s ed up, or els e a v oid it by walking in the stre et. It's not the first time I've been attacked there this summer." He was thinking of the dark face of his assailant. He had seen it for just a moment, but it had looked so remarkab ly like Matsuki's that he was almost con vinced the attacker this time was the J ap He had beheld the red rage in the eyes of Miitsuki \vhen he was defeated; and he had seen the same thing in the twist of the J a p's face as he had tried to be polite and to explain away his defeat Jack did not know very much about the Japanese, except from reading, but what little he knew was favor able. Though he had read much about them, Matsuki was the only J ap he had ever talked with Jack knew that Orienta l s are considered treacherous. He had always understood that the Japai1e s e are not. Yet he had read that in some Japanese there is a con siderable trace of Malay blood, and all the wo rld knows that the Malays are notoriously treacherous and blood thirsty. "I shouldn't want to accuse him, unless I could prove it on him," thought Jack, as he walk ed along. "If I could only get to see him again! He stopped at the street corner, and then started o n again, once more toward the lake. As he did so a flare of fire sprang up in that direc tion, not far away. "The gym!" he gasped. Instead of running toward it he ran toward the near est fire alarm box; for Cranford had a few, and a volunteer fire company that operated an old tub of a fire engine. By the time Jack had sent in his a l arm, he found that other people had seen the fire and were hurrying toward it. Jack ran now straight down the street toward the gym, which was situated between his home and the l a k e He heard s h o u ts a n d cri es o f "Fire!" and the pat ter of f e et. Then the fire bell began io send out its \vilcl clangor. \ J a ck d r e w near to the gym, running at top speed, a nd s eeing that the fire had attacked the rear stairway he s tumbled and fell headl ong over a prostrate figure. His hands touched this figure as he went clown, and he knew it was the form of a man. He bent over the form, in hi s excitement, and asked the man if he were hurt. He did not know but that some drunken fellow had tumbled d own there The an wer wa s a groan. Jack halted long enough to scratch a match, the light of which he flashed into th e face of the man on the ground, and was amazed by what he saw "Matsuki!" he cried. The man stirred, as the match flickered in his face. Jack l ooked about for some one to whom he could make an appeal; but his rapid run had brought him first to the vicinity of the fire. He knew that the flames were eating into the back stairway and that no time was to be lost if the fire was to be put out before it communicated to the building itself So he ran on Then, before he had gone a dozen yards, he stum bled over another prostrate fo rm. He stopped again and struc k a match the thing was so strange and my s terious As he did so he heard some of the citizens race past him toward the fire The fire bell was still tolling and the town was arous-111g. Jack thrust the match down and stared into the face of this second prostrate figure. "JubalJ" he gasped. He dropped on his knees at Jubal's side "What is it, o l d fellow? vVhat knocked o ut?" The words and the touch of Jack's hands seemed to recall Jubal to consciousness. "Great hemlock!" he sputtered, starting up "\A.T here in time am I, anyhaow ?" "Right here Close by the gym; and the gym's on fire." That stirred Jubal even more than a dash of cold water c oulcl have done. The gym was his pride; and, as he was its janitor, it was pradical l y in hi s c harge. He staggered to his feet, with Jack assis tin g. "By granny, so it is-on fire! Come on We got to put that aout How' cl it happen?" "Tha t wa s \ Yhat I wa s g o ing to a s k you?" Jac k wa s half supporting him. Jubal put up his hand, reelin g, and seemed to brush


14 ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. some sense into his head as he made that dabbing brush at his hair. "Say," he said, whirling round up on Jack, "yeou don't reckon 'twas that gal-darned J ap that did it?" Jack's heart leap ed "What makes you say that?" "Well, by h emlock, I think it mu s t have been him that knocked me aout. I remember about that fire naow. I seen it a while ago I was the last one tew leav e the gym; and I'd jist l ocked her up, yeou know; and I was sta rtin fer h o me when I see n that fire flash. I jumped raound toward that stairway, and then a feller that looked like that J ap rose up aout of the grass and hit me one. Oh, it was an awful clip!" He put hi s hand to his head again. "But we can't talk abaout that naow; we've got to put a out that fire." "That's so," sa id Jack. "Can you walk?" He released his hold of Jub al. "Oh, I can walk, all right; yeou ji s t go ahead and put aout that fire. Great codfish, it will burn the gym claown purty soo n Jack l eaped toward the stairway, l eaving Jubal to make his way on as best he could, and he was soon fighting the fire de s perately, j oined by ot her people of the town, some of them members of the athletic club, who we re s houting inquiries to each other even as they combated the flames The fire was still confined t o the rear stairway, where it had be en started; and its l ocation t o ld Jack that it \ms incendiary. A fire could not easily ha ve started there of it self. Jack now heard the o ld hand tub coming down the street, the men shouting as they pulled it along. More people were appearing from the direction of the town. Jack's keen eyes and practical sense had already taken in the situation. "Pull the stairs away!" he shouted. "Pull them clown!" He began the work himself, by getting a strong pole which he was able t o use as a lever. By prying and poking with this heavy pole at a point where the fire h ad eate n a hole and seemed about to eat into the building, Jack was able to get s uch a lever age that, with help from ot h ers, he t ore down a large section of the stairway, that part of it which was burn ing the hottest. Then the h and tub came up with a rush and a j ang le, and the hose having been connected with a cistern in a yard not far away the work of pumping water on the remaining \Vas begun by the panting firemen. While Jack was s till fig htin g the fire Jubal came up to him, taking hold to assist him. "Vv e ve got it under control, I think," said Jack. "By granny, 'twas a close call! But who was that feller clipped me on the head?" "Who do you think it was?" "vVell, I don't want t ew think it was him; but gol darned if it didn't look tew me like that J ap I didn't g it tew see him as good as I might have. He riz right aout of the grass 'fore I !m owed he was there, and I ji s t see n a glimp of him and the next instant I wasn't seei n' anything, ner knowin' a nything. Wa'n't I dazed a bit when yeou faound me?". "Yes, pretty badly dazed." "Well, my ole h ead ain't clear yit; fee1s as if a hive of bees had set up bizness in side it; but it's better, and I know what I'm talkin' abaout. And if that wa'n't the Jap that cracked my coco I'm a liar. What did he do it fur?" "If it was him, doesn't it seem that he set fire to the gym, and then cracked your coco to keep yo u from putting the fire out, or because he thought you had seen him." They were working with the lev e r as they talked, and all about them others were working, at tearing down the rear s tairway and extinguishing the flames. "As singular a thing as finding you here with your head broken, was that I found him right out there, ly ing unconsci o us, just as you were!" Jubal stopped with his mouth open. "I want tew know! "That's right-he was ri ght over there! I stum bled against him, just as I did against you; and I flashed the light of a match in his face, just as I did a little l ater into yours. I didn't see him good, and didn't s top l ong, becau se I couldn't; but it was Matsuki. There's no one else round here could be for him "I want tew know!" Jubal gasped again. He had stopped prodding and poking with the pole, for he could do nothing but stare at Jack. "Yeou seen him, and I seen him, and he knocked me claown because he didn't want me tew put the fire aout or tew see him! Vv ell, if that ain't enough tew make a feller swa ller hisself with surprise I don't know what i s J ewn1Salem !" Jubal 's amazement would have been under other circumstances. The hand tub began to s h ower water into the corner where Jubal and Jack and some others were work ing, and they had to retire.


ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. 15 "Say that over ag'in !" Jubal begged. "Seems tew me I can't believe it." "There's another thing, Jubal-the Jap, or some one I thought was the J ap, attacked me as I went h o me; he jumped out from the alley and came at me with his knife." Jack displayed the weapon J wonder was still open-mouthed. "I want tew know !" "Is there any reason why the Jap would attack me; or any reason why he would try to burn the gym, and then knock you clown to keep you from discovering who he was, after he had set it on fire?" "Gosh all hemlock, the on ly rea son he'd do that, I reckon, would be because he was mad at yeou on ac count of what happened in the gym! I allaow yeou must have knocked him aout of gittin' a jiu-jitsu class from here. The fellers was all sayin' they wouldn't spend their good money on a thing like that, when they could learn the American methods by ji st practicin' in the gym and sparrin' with each other. I guess that must have the J ap hot. But if he set fire tew the gym and--" "But here's what puzzles me worst of all now, Jubal." "It does, eh. What is it?" "The Jap himself. I found him lying over the r e After he knocked you out, if he did, who knocked him out?" Jubal scratched his head. "Let's see if he's over there naow." Together ti1ey walked to the place where Jack had c ome upon the prostrate figure. The hand tub and the men who worked it were get the fire well out, and there was now no clanger that the gym \\'Ouk! be destroyed, though the destruction of the rear stairway was something to be deplored. \\'hen Jack and Jubal reached their destination no one \\'as there. "He's gone," said Jack. "Of course, I ought to have known he would be." J nbal scratched his aching head again. ":.\Iy mind a in't jist as clear as it oughter be; my head aches like time and buzzes like a nest of hornets. ::\Iaybe that's the reason I can't make it aout. But if that J ap knocked me daown, who was it knocked the J ap daown? Maybe I was mi taken somehaow, and maybe it was the feller that knocked the Jap daQwn that started that fire." "Perhaps. But the fellow who tackled m e r a n t his way, and then a l itt le later the fir e sta r ted. H ow does that fit into what you know?" "There's tew many wheels wabbling rao un d in my head fer me tew git anything j ist right," Juba l ad mitted "Yeou make it aout fer me." It was a thing J ack cou ldn't do. CHAPTER VI. TIIE MYSTERY DEEPENS. \i\Then Jack went home, after the fire, he was met n o t only by his mother, but by his sister, Daisy. Not much ha s been said in these stories about this splendid girl; but those who have read the stories from the beginning will remember that whe n Jack built his ice yacht and raced it against Ben Birkett's, he named it Daisy, i n honor of his sister.* Daisy Lightfoot was comely blbnde, w i th silky brown hair, a clear complexion, dark blue eyes, and cheeks like ''"ild rose petals. IIer age was about that of Nellie Conner and Kate Strawn. In addition to her beauty, she was a ens ible, practical girl, ambitious and energetic; just such a girl as one would expect to find in the sister of Jack Lightfoot. Daisy had been absent in a distant city since the beginning of the year, where she had been studying music; for she had decided musical tal ent. But now, both because it was vacation time and because of the recent s raitened condition of Mrs. Lightfoo t's finances, Daisy had come home, where it v,ras probable, unl ess there was an upward turn in the family fortunes, she would remain i ndefinitely. Yet she did not grieve because she hac.l been forced to forego her musical studies. She declared that she had made such good progress while away that she could ac.lvance h e rself a good deal now without further teaching, and since her return the piano in the little parlor had been kept busy. \Vhen Daisy met her brother, Jack, h er first words did not concern the fire at' the gym though that had in terested as well as distressed her, but concernec.l a valu able present. "Jack," she cried, "that c.liamond, you know-that diamond pin-it's gone!" "Gone !" Jack gasped. This diamond pin was not only valuable in itself, but more so to her because it had been presented to her just before she came home by the members of the music class with whom she studied. *See No. 1, "Jack Lightfoot's Challenge; or, The \Vinning of t he Wager.


16 ALL-SP O RTS LIBRARY. They had thought so highly of her that they had clubbed together, and the evening before her departure for home presented her with the diamond pin. "Yes, it's gone-stolen!" said Daisy. Her eyes were large and bright. Her mother, who stood by her, was eq u a ll y d i s tressed "How clo you know i t was stolen?" said J ack, com -ing on into the house "Perhaps you've mislaid it." "It must have been stolen, Jack and by that Jap!" "By the Jap ?" The statement, coming after all the other things that had happened, was almost like a blow in the face, so startling \.Vas it. "While you were at the clt1b meet ing," she exp l ained, "he came here, to see yo u I suppose. I d i dn t know he was in the house until I saw him sitting in yo r room." "We don't know how he got in," said Mrs. Lightfoot. "He was sitting there, in your room, jn the dark," said Daisy. "The lamp wasn't lighted, and he was in a chair by the window, looking out toward the lake, or toward the gym. He frightened me, when I saw h im; and I came clown to report it to mother." "You didn't speak to him?" I o; and when we went back together, he was gone!" "Gone?" "Yes, gone!" "Go on!" Jack beggecl. "\i\Tell, that's all; except that when I went into my room and looked for my diamond pin, that was gone, too Her room was not far from Jack's, on the same floo r, and it would have been easy for anyone invading Jack's room to have entered it from the hall." "I don't know how he got into the house without any of us knowing it," said Mrs. Lightfoot, nervously. "The side door through which he must have come, was closed and l ocked." "Let's take another look round i n your room," Jack suggested to his sister. They went upstairs together, Mrs. Lightfoot following more slowly. It was a pleasant thing to Jack to have his sister at h ome. She had been his good friend and playmate almost as long as he could remember. He was very fond of her, and thought highly of her musical abili ties; and, th oug h he liked to h ave her at home with him, it grieved him that she had been compelled, even for a time, to give up her musical studies She put her hand on his shoulder as they mounted the stairs hurriedly together. "You don't know how frightened I was, when I opened the doo r of your room, and saw that J ap sitting there by the window, when I thought we were all alone in the house." "Then the door of my room was closed," said Jack. "I should think you would have been frightened!" "Yes, I opened it. I thought you' cl be home soon, and I was going in to see if your bed was in order for the night. You didn't get h ome at the time I l ooked fo r you, of course, for that fire broke out, and kept you clown there." "I was almost home when it broke out." "Mother and I went out into the yard and watched it. I wanted to go clown, but s he didn't want me to. After that J ap was seen in here she was afraid to stay alone "Are you sure it was the Jap ?" They were in Jack's den, looking it over; after which they went into Daisy's room "Who else could it have been? "'What puzzles me is how he got into the house. He must have come up here to see you. Wasn't he at the gym meeting? I understood you to say he'd been there." "He was there," said Jack, "but came away early. Do you feel sure it was the Jap you saw here?" "Well, I can't be absolutely sure, of course; for I only saw him for just an instant, and then I ran clown the stairs; and the light wasn't good, for the room was dark. But I saw him, you know, when he came down to the shed room this afternoon with Nat Kimball to see you. I naturally supposed he had come to see you again. But, why clicln't he knock-why did he sneak into the hou se that way? And mother ays he couldn't have got in without unlocking that side door." "Unless he climbed into the window of my room over that trellis." "Oh, he wouldn't have done that!" They were in Dai sy's r oom, and she was making another frantic search for the missing diamond pin, talking while she searched. Jack was helping her, thinking it still possible she had misplaced the pin. Mrs. Lightfoot came into the room while they were rummaging about. "Oh, it's gone, and I know it!" The tears were in Daisy's eyes Jack dropped into a chair.


A LL-SPORTS LIBRARY. "Have you looked in every place you could have put it?" Mrs. Lightfoot asked, anxiously. "In every single place, and it's gone!" "That's just one more puzzle to-night," said Jack; "and now I'll tell you about the others." Then he told of the attack made on h i m by the dark faced man who leaped out from the alley; of how he had seen the fire flash up; and of the prostrate forms he had stumbled over as he ran to the gym. He told, too, of what had taken place in the gym before the J ap left it. It was a long story, but he cut it as short as possible. "Well, I think he ought to be arrested!" was Daisy's angry exclamation. "If it was the Jap you saw in my room-an d it must have been--" "It c ouldn't have been anyone else, said Dai sy, positively "I guess you're right, Daisy; it looks so "vVhy, who else could it have been?" "Oh, it was the J ap, of course. I was thinking of Nick Flint, but you couldn't mistake Nick Flint for that Jap." "It wasn't Nick; I know him too well." "He came into my room to attack me, I shou l d say," said Jack. "He was made furious by what happened at the gym, and he slipped up here to lay for me. Then, when you discovered him, that frightened him and he got out of the house You didn't see him leave, so he must have climbed down from the window by the trellis. Likely he got into my room by the trellis." "Jack, you must keep that window locked when you're away!" Mrs. Lightfoot exclaimed, ne r vously. ot finding me here, and being scared a\Yay when he was seen, he laid for me in the alley," Jack went on. "And then, when you knocked the knife out of his hand he ran clown to the gym in his rage and set it on fire," said Dai sy Jack had exhibited the knife while telling his story. "Yes," Jack admitted, "that was what he did He lo o ke c l at his mother. "Will you be afraid to stay here with' Dai sy while I go up town again? I know it's getting late, but--" "vVhat do you intend to do?" "Well, don't you think he ought to be arrested? Daisy c o uld testify that she saw him here in the room; and I know what I saw, and there's Jubal. \\ie could make a pretty s tronlg case a gai nst him, I think. And maybe if I hurry about it tlfe diamond pin can be re covered." Mrs. Lightfoot h esitated. S h e rather feared the vengean c e of t h e J a p a nd s he was more willing to l ose the diamond pin for e ve r than to have Jack get into tro u b le'. "I think I' cl bet ter go up a n d t ell Ke nn ed y ab out it, anyway. "Bu t Daisy does n t po s iti vely kn ow th a t it was the Jap!" "Bu t w h o e l se coul d i t h a v e been?" Daisy p e r s i s t ed "An d w hat cou l d Ke nn edy do?" asked Mrs. L ight foot. "Dai sy isn't sure, and yo u a r en't su r e "I am sure enough that it was the fellow w h o came with Nat K im ball clown he r e this afte rnoo n ," D aisy asserted. "I'll go and h ave a tal k w i t h Kennedy ab out i t, and see \Vhat he adv i ses Jack won hi s mothe r 's conse n t t o t his; and then l e ft t h e house again and hurried u ptown. CHAPTER VII. MACK REMINGTQN'S SUSPICIONS. In looking about for Kennedy, Jack went to th e road stati on, where he found Mackl in Rem in gto n seated at the teleg r ap h er's desk and s cr i bblin g furiously. Mack looked up as Jack came in, and l ifted h i s p e ncil from the pad of paper on w h ich h e was writi n g "Oh, I've got a great story to-night!" he cried, h i s apple-red cheeks glowing. "I'll get a column out of this in the Cardiff Standard, and tvvo or three sti c ks in my New York paper." Mack spoke as if he owned t hat New York paper. Remingto n in addition to his studies i n te leg r ap hy, \\"as ambitious to become a newspaper man; and he had become the Cranford corre s pondent of the Carcliff Sta ndard, and also had secured the po si tion of cor re s pondent from Cranford for a New York claily. He had a column or two of Cranford ne\\s in the Standard once or twice a week, sent it full writeups of all the ball games played in the Four-Town League, and other matters of interest: and now and th en, when something phenomena l happened, he had a stickful o r two of matter in the New York paper "\Vhat's your story about?" said Jack. 1ack handed him t h e sheets o n \Yhich he had been writing. Jack flushed as he read the fir s t paragraph. It concerned his meeting \\"i h the J ap in the gym that night, and was eulog i stically flattering to himself. The othe r c o nc erned t h e fir e a t t h e gy m wi t h mys-


ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. terious hints that it was of incendiary origin, and the incendiary was suspected. "Who do you suspect?" Jack asked. Mack winked at him. "Well, now, I could make that thing mighty sensa tional, if I wasn't afraid to! I don't want to get the Cardiff paper caught in a slander suit. It would be a sensation, wouldn't it, if I said that it was suspected that the Jap set that fire?" "It would be-very sensational! You'd better not say it, unless you know what you're talking / about. Who suspects him?" Mack thumped his breast and puffed out his red cheeks. / "I do. And I'm somebody, ain't I?" Jack looked at him earnestly, as he handed back the written sheets. "Have you had a talk with Jubal?" "No; haven't had a talk with anybody." "Then I'd leave that out. If anything turns up later you can send it in." "The trouble is," objected Mack, wistfully, "that I've got to file this stuff so early. Do you know any thing? Don't it look to you as if the J ap started that fire?" Jack hesitated. "I don't think I know anything positively. I've thought as you did, that it may have been the J ap." He was about to leave the room ; then turned round. "Leave that a minute, and we'll go up to the hotel where the J ap is stopping. Maybe we ll jufnp some thing there." Mack climbed out of hi s ch a ir by the desk with great alacrity and j ammed his cap down on his head. "Gee! if that could be nailed clown on him it would make a sensation and loom up in that daily t o m orrow!" Mack had the instinct of the newspaper man already pretty well developed. The w hole thing to him was He had paid his bill a few minutes before, and had taken the train for Cardiff at the station, right while Mack was ins ide working at hi s "story. Mack's apple-reel cheek s burned again. "Say," he s 'aicl, "doesn't that prove it?" "It doesn't just prove it; but it looks mighty su sp iciou s ." "Pap says that whenever a fellow has done wrong he' s going to run even before ihe officers get wind of it and start after him Would yo u put that in the paperwhat we s u spect? He's gone to Cardiff; that would put the officers there wise, and t would make a sensa tion when the paper comes out in the morning. He' s tryin g to start a class there, you know. It would knock hi s class winding, and cause his arrest." And get you and your paper int o no end of trouble, if you happ en to be wrong." They turn ed back toward the statio n "That's just the trouble with newspaper work," said Mack, sage l y, ho ok in g hi s hand through Jack's arm. "You've got to guess at things so c o nfounded much, or else the othe r fellows will ge t ahead of you. And if you guess wrong, why you're in a hole. If you don t send it in, the paper calls you down; and if you do send it in you've got a s lander suit against you before you know it." He talked as if he had been a newspaper c or re spondent for years. "Pap says the bu siness 1s too worrymg for him; he'd rathe r be a tel e grapher, and not be re s pon s ible for the things he send s But th e re's more fun in being a new s paper man, and m o r e excitement." Reaching the stati o n M ack now a s ked those he saw there-all of them his close friends-if they had seen the J ap take the train for Cardiff. One of the men the baggageman, laughed. "I saw him swing on, and I knew he d made failmerely material for "copy." ure here, and wasn't c o rning back any more, jus t from When they visited the h ote l they were given a the disgusted loo k in hi s f i ce." surprise. The J ap had gone! There wa s n o m o re t o b e l e arned at the s tation and Jack went in search of Kennedy.


ALL-SPORTS LIDRARY. 19 CHAPTER VIII. SOME FURTHER LIVELY TIMES. The fire at the gym and Jack's encounter on the mat with Matsuki were the talk of the town. Jack did not find Kennedy that night; and caution, together with the fear that he might be wrong, kept him from saying anything about his suspicions until the next morning. But Jack and Mack Remington were not the only ones who had connected Jack's success in the gym with the fire that had followed; and these people did not hesitate to repeat their thoughts. So that, long before morning, the suspicion was all over Cranford. Nat Kimball heard it, of course, and Nat was furious. "Just because he's a foreigner, and a J ap, and ha n't any friends here," said Nat, "they make up that about him!" He came down to see Jack Lightfoot. "It's an outrage!" he shouted. "Why don't you go round and tell people that it can't be so?" Before Jack could answer, Jubal made his appear ance, coming to Jack's home to see if he had learned anything more. He heard Nat repeat his heated words. "Well, by granny, naow, I'm one that's thinkin' that he done it! Everything p'ints to it." "What points to it?" demanded Nat. "Nothing points to it but your foolish suspicions! He's an honor able little gentleman. You don't like him-that's all!" But when Nat had heard Jubal's story, supplemented by Jack's, he was himself puzzled. Yet he would not give in. "Of course I can't blame you, now that I understand; but you're wrong-you're dead wrong! That J ap is as straight as I am. Somebody else did that." "Well, who?" said Jubal. "Who can yeou p'int yer finger at? There ain't a gol-darned person in this taown looks like that feller. If there is, name him. Y eou saw him purty good, didn't you, Jack?" "I'm sorry to say I didn't." "\,Yell, I did-good eno11gh fer me tew know who 'twas. And 'twas him." Nat \\'as troubled The only other young fellow, aside from himself, who had a dark face and coal-black hair, in \:ranford, and whose size was anyw h ere near right, was ick Flint. But he disliked to mention Flint, for he knew the chances were that he was mis taken. Flint was mean enough to do a thing of that kind, if he had reason for wanting to do it; b u t Flint lacked that sufficient reasbn, and Nat did not t h ink he had the nerve. "You can kno"7a thing," he argued, "and st i ll no t be able to prove it." "That's jist it,'' said Jubal; "naow yeou're hitting it I know it, even if I can't prove it." "You didn't let me finish I was going to say that I am as sure that the J ap didn't do that-couldn't do it-though I can't prove it, as I am that we're standing here. I've been with him almost every minute while he was here, except while I stayed last night at the club meeting. I went up to his hotel shortly after the fire was out, and found him sitting there He wasn't flus-tered in any way; and he wou l d have been, if what you've said is true. He seemed glad to see me, and thanked me for what I'd done for him here. He said he was going back to Cardiff, and that he was sorry that his effort to get up a class from here seemed to be a failure." "Well, that don't prove nothin' !" "The quiet way in which he talked with me there at the hotel, and the honest look of his face and eyes, makes me know he wasn't the man." "He did look honest," Jack admitted. "He's strictly honest, I tell you! And this story that's going round about him is a shame." "If yeou're so shore of that jist yeou name some one else who could have done it," demanded Jubal, combatively. "I can't, of course; the whole thing's strange; but that's no sign he did it." The talk fermented in the town throughout the clay, but resulted in nothing. It was merely talk. There was proof enough to cause the arrest of the J ap on sus picion; but that proof, being rathe r wavering and un-


20 ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. certain, would probably have fallen down under the;...:i severe batterings of a cross-examination. Leaping in \\'i t h a jiu-jits u spring, he caught Kirt land by the lapels of hi coat, at the same time putting his right foot up against Kirtland's left leg just above the knee; and then, with a quick jerk, he threw Kirtland over his head. For that reason, Kennedy, the constable, when he returned to town-he had been away overnight-sug gested that more proof had better be collected before a warrant was sworn out for the Jap's arrest. This was the condition of affairs when Jack Light foot took his way to the gym-night having come again, and another open meeting being in order for the transaction of certain business connected with some ba seball games and an athletic field meet that was soon to e pulled off, for which the boys of Cranford were getting ready. Jack was a little late this evening. As he passed up the inner stairway from the first floor to the upper where the gym was located, he was astounded to hear the voice of Matsuki raised in angry with Phil Kirtland. J ack cleared the remaining stairs two at a time, and reached the top. The gym was filled with young fellows. Near the center were Kirtland and Matsuki, facing each other in angry attitudes. Jack heard just enough to know thatKirtland had brought up the subject of the stealing of Daisy Light foot's gift diamond pin, that he had boldly accused Matsuki of it, and that a war of words had followed. Kirtland, though he did not always like Jack, was rather fond of Jack's sister; and he had called on her at her hoi11e that day, to have a talk with her about her experiences whi le away, and to, enjoy the pleasure of her company. During that talk Dai sy had told him of the loss of her valuab l e present, and had stated the grounds of her suspicions against the J ap. Nevertheless, it was an astounding thing to find Kirtland and Matsuki warring over it there in the gym, when Jack had supposed that Matsuki was in Cardiff. Nat Kimball came tumbling up the stairs at Jack's heels. Before Jack could speak to him, or do anything, Matsuki had attacked Kirtland. Phil fell sprawling. Before he could ri s e the Japanese had whirled like a cat and was on him again, g ripping him by the shoulder and the back of the neck and driving hi s face against the floor. Jack went across th e int erven ing space with light ning leaps. Everybody crowded toward the combatants, but Jack was there first. Catching Matsuki by one hand, Jack gave an up ward, wrenching movement, that bent the arm backward on the body; and by means of the levera ge thus gained and the pain produced he literally tore the in furiated J ap from the young fellow he had so suddenly assailed. The J ap rolled over the floor like a cart wheel, and leaped to his feet with a springy movement. A dozen fellows rushed at him, as he backed into a corner. "Here!" said Tom, pushing into their midst. "A dozen on one isn't a fair deal t" Jack was helping Kirtland up from the floor. "Let me get at him t shouted Phil, wild with anger. His mouth was bleeding. "All right," said Jack, "if you want to; but you're in no condition. You've got to cool down Little Nat Kimball pushed through the crowd and stood beside the panting J ap. "Fellows," he appealed, "give us a square deal! What's the trouble, anyway?" A number oegan to tell him, some of them still surging toward the Jap, who had backed into his corner and was standing on the defensive "It is them!" cried Matsuki, his voice quivering. "I come here. I am a peac ea ble man. I am accused of theft. I am no thief. I co not know what he means when he say 'thief.' "Let up, fellows," begged Nat, to the belligerent ,,


.ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. 21 youths who pressed toward him. "If anybody's been Jack's grip tightened as Kirtland tried to move tocalling Matsuki a thief, I know he's mistaken. He may ward the Jap. think he knows, but I'm sure he don't. Have a little "Let go!" Kirtland snarled. "I'm able to look out r e as o n and common sense, fellows." Nat was actually heroic, standing there pleading for the threatened Jap. for myself !" Jack stepped in front of him, nearer to the J ap, and some of the young fellows fell back. "Let me understand this thing," said Nat. "Who "Matsuki," he said, "I have nothing personally said he was a thief?" against you, so long as I do not know positively that "Kirtland." you're the fellow that the talk is all about. I think "What does he know? How does he know it?" Kirtland came forward again, wiping the blood from his mouth with his handkerchief. He faced Matsuki. Kirtland was hot-headed, and intemperate of language when angry, or he might not have said to Matsuki the things he had already said and which he gave utterance now. "The fellow that goes into the air when he's ac cused is the fellow who's guilty!" he shouted, bellowing the words at Matsuki. Matsuki gave him a tigerish look. "Here, you!" he shouted, shaking his brown finger at Phil. "I'm not afraid of you-understand that! I am no thief vV ould I come here to this gym if I am a thief? I come to your town again a while ago, on the train from Cardiff. I hear some one say that you have a meeting to-night at the gym So I come clown. I think maybe after you think some more that you may join my class of jiu-jitsu. That is why I come. And then you say thief, and you make the trouble with me. I am no thief !" His face was ferocious, and apparently if he had felt free to leap again on Phil Kirtland he would have done him seri o us injury. "I will fight you!" he shouted, his rage increasiog. "Whoever say that I am thief, I will fight him! I am no thief!" Jack Lightfoot held Phil back with a restraining hand. "Fellows," he said, persuasively, "this is no way to do-no way to g o about a thing of this kind. No matter what you may think, every man requires some courtesy and consideration, and everyone is held to be innocent until he's been proven to be guilty." I have as much call to be against you as anyone, as it was my sister's diamond pin which is missing, and there are several things which I want to call on yolt to explain." "What is it?" shouted Matsuki, angrily, failing to respond to Jack's friendly attitude. Jack faced him. "When you left the gym here last night wnere did you go?" "I went to my hotel!" snapped Matsuki. "Is it for you to ask me? Why you ask me? Am I not free "You didn't come back to the gym?" "No!" was the furious answer. "I was the fool to-night, for coming back to it." "When you left your hotel, where did you go?" "I went to the station for the train to Cardiff. I stay in Cardiff until this evening, when I come back here. I have been no place else." "You knew about the fire at the gym?" "I hear the bell c;tnd I see fire down this way, and I hear the people say something, but I did not leave the hotel." Jack looked him straight in the face. "Will you say, Matsuki, that I did not find you lying right out there on the grass, near this building, s h or tly after that fire started; that I did not stumble on you there, while you see1ned to be half unconscious, and did not flash a match and hold it before your face?"' Matsuki's eyes seemed to become bloodshot, so wildly did they gleam. "It is the lie the black l ie!" he screamed And as he screamed that denial he s hot himself at Jack Lightfoot. But he was not meeting Phil Kirtland this time. (


22 ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. }ack saw the fire of rage flame in the dark face of the J ap and knew from that he meant to spring on him, and so wa s not unprepared when Matsuki made that tige r jump. Jack's hard right fist shot out; and, landing on M jaw, it lifted him in the air, and hurled him with a thtlmP against the side of the gym. But Matsuki's jaw and head and whole body were like iron. He leaped up as soon as his feet touched the floor, and came again at Jack wild with rage. Jack let drive at him again, with even a heavier blow, for this thing angered him; but Matsuki seemed to slide right under that blow, and the next moment his arms were round Jack's body, with the crushing grip of a python. Together they swayed for a moment, while the gym was in a state of furious excitement; and Matsuki tried to get lower down, in order to lift Jack for a throw. As he thus s lipped down Jack s ucceeded, by a tre mendous effort, in breaking the J a p s arm hold, for the J ap had to relax his arms in his effort to get a hold l ower down. The next instant Jack had shot his arms under those of the Jap. Matsuki had lowered hi s head; and Jack now, with a great j erk, drew the J ap to him, forcing his head thus further down; and now he had secured that terrible hold which professionals call an octus, whereby an op ponent i s actually jounced up and down with hi s own weight on his own neck, head down, feet off the floor, and as helple ss as a fly in a web. Jack jammed Matsuki thus against the side of the building, and then dropp ed him in a heap on the floor. Mats uki fell w ith a gasp,' almost sure that his neck h ad been broken, and lay there gasping and glaring at Jack. Jack was panting, and his face was red, while the v sweat stood out on hi s face. It was no child's work to handle Matsuki; and though Jack had cor;quered him for the time, doing it quickly and with s uch ap parent ease, it had really been at the expenditure of his entire strength. said, harshly, as his lungs thus labored and he faced the Jap, "you can't jump at me that way and expect me to take it easy. If you try that again you'll get worse next time Under tand that!" Some of the boys were whooping in their admira tion, but J ac k was giving them no heed. "I am call thief!" said Matsuki, while his eyes flamed. "Yes, you were; and it's unfortunate, perhaps, until some pro of has been given. I may have been too hasty myself, and I'm sorry if I was." "Oh, cut it out!" Lafe grumbled. the half that was corning to him." "He didn't get Matsuki was trembling violently, shaken with the rage and the humiliation of defeat. "I will not stay where I am insult so!" he s houted. And, leaping through the crowd which gave way before him, for most of the fellows there were afraid of him, he s ped d ow n the stairway, and out of the building into the darkness. "Follow him, and have him arrested," shouted Phil, starting after him. "That's right,'' cried Lafe; "have him pulled! He deserve s it, whether he stole anything or not." Jack st ill hesitated. But others flung themselve s down the stairs and hur ried into the town with the full intention of having Matsuki arrested and jail ed on the several charges that could be brought against him. But h e not gone straight to his hotel; and so they failed to find him; even though they found Ken nedy, who had also, by this time, c ome to the conclu sion tha:t the arrest of the J ap would be the proper thing. CHAPTER IX. THE BATTLE IN JACK'S ROOM. As may be imagined, there was plenty of talk in the gym after the flight of and the departure of his pursuers Little at Kimball s t ill stood up for the J ap like a hero, denouncing Phil Kirtland and speaking some very sharp words to Jack, and declaring roundly: that


ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. the whole thing was a s hame and a di sgra.ce to the town of C r anfo rd. Lafe Lampton was made so "red-headed" by so me of the things Nat said that he threaten ed in hi s lazy way to slap Nat's face. "Try it!" Nat. "Just try it on once! You're bigger than I am, but just try that if yo u want to!" Lafe did not try it. Nat's belligerent manner cooled him down, and he began to laugh. "Have a peanut!" he said, instead Nat knocked it angrily to the floor, as Lafe pu s hed it out to him. "Do yo u s uppo se that I'd eat anything that's been in your pockets, yo u germ-covered apple hog? I'd be afraid it would kill me I can buy my own peanuts, if I want any." Tom Lightfoot laughingly tried to pat Nat on the shoulder, but Nat flounced away from him. "Don't touch me!" he shouted "I'm ashamed of you fellows--of every one of you, J ack included! That J ap came here w ith out frie nds--" "We'll go with you beyond that alley to night ," sai d Tom. "If that was the J ap who attacked you he may be laying for you there again; he must be in the town somewhere." "Looks mighty suspicious agai nst him, that he d idn't go b ack to his hotel,' said Lafe. "\!Veil, he may h ave felt s ure that he' cl be arrested for what he did to-night in the gym, and so was afraid to go to the h ote l," Jack s uggested "He lied to you, of c ourse, said Tom, "when he said he was not down b y the gym when the fire started, and that you didn't see him ther e No one was in th e alley; but they went on to the gate, wher e they s t ood talking for a tim e before J ack went into the yard From the inside of the gate J ac k watched them as they swung back up the street. Then he went on a long the pat h, unl ocked the sicle door, and l et himself in; and, taking a lamp \Yh ich h e fo un d there, he began to mount toward his room He had been given a good deal to think abo u t dur-"And started in to stea lin g said Skeen. ing the past twenty-four hours, and much of it was o f "He didn't I don't believe it! What's the proof? a puzzling characte r ... It's rotten-your proof is simply rotten!" Mrs. Lightfoot and Daisy were out somew h e re "Oh, go cool clown!" Bob Brewster grunted. making a littl e evening call, J ack di covered. They "Go cool down yo urself! would have met him at the door, h e knew, if they h ad "I'm not saying anything." "Of course you aren't; whe n you ope n your big mcuth a lot of wind comes out, and that's all." at," said Brodie, "you'r e emitting so much gas that if you don't cork yourself up pretty soon you'll explode Thus it went, un t il Nat was so enraged that he \Yantecl to fight everyone who spoke to him Jack did not stay a great while a t the gym. The meeting, which was to have considered the su b ject of the athl etic even t s soon to come off an d the baJ.l games scheduled for early p l ay, ad j ourned wit h ou t having been formally called to order. Jack went uptown, where he learned that Mats uki had not yet put in an appearance at his h otel no r at t he railway station. After a time Jack started home, walking wit h Tom and Lafe Lampton. been at home; and the l amp burning.in the sitt ing room told him they had not retired. J a ck h ad not l ocked the side door after him, and as he thus neared the top of the stairway the door opened and a lithe form came running up the stairs after him, with footsteps so sof t that they made hardly a sound It was the Jap. J ack, not knowing but that the J ap meant to as a ult him, moved on to the head of the stairs, where he stopped. He di scove red, at this in s tant that t h e door of h i s room was open, and the window also, for a puff of wind coming through the doo r from the window ex tinguished his l an:p He knew the J a p was at hi s s i de, and s poke to h i m Then somet hin g dark ru s hed from J a ck' s room Jack ree l ed against the wall, letting the lamp fall t o the floor, where it was shattered


24 ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. The next moment Ji.e was aware that a terrific com bat was taking place there in the hall. Two men seemed in the dim light to be locked to -' gether in a deadly embrace. They staggered to and fro; and thus struggling to gether, reeled, fighting, into room, where the struggle continued. Jack was wildly astonished. But he followed the combatants; and then by the light from the window falling into the room he ap parently saw the Jap fighting with himself. This could not be true, of course; but the man with whom the lithe Jap was locked in a deadly embrace was his exact counterpart, so far as Jack could see. Seemingly, another J ap was attacking Matsuki: Jack stood in the doorway, gasping and staring, and was about to leap in for the purpose of separating these desperate fighters, when the moon, which had been under a cloud, plunged out from behind it and threw a flood of light into the room. Jack now fairly reeled, so great was his amazement. He saw the men clearly as they writhed and twisted, trying each to get the better of the other. One of them was Matsuki, who had followed Jack through the lower doorway, for the purpose of speak ing with him, apparently. The other was Boralmo To Jack the name of Boralmo was almost a name of fear and dread. He was the mysterious Hincloo who had come to Cranford with Reel Snodgrass; the man of mystuy; the man of hypnotic power and cunning legerdemain; the man with whom Jack had already more than once come into conflict. Jack saw through the whole mystery of the recent situation at a glance now. He saw, as those two fighters swayed and strained, that Boralmo was made up to resemble Matsuki. His beard was gone, and the change otherwise was so great that only one thing had enabled Jack to detect his identity. Boralmo had a fiery eye, that seemed ever to gleam with something red behind it. Now, in his rage, that reel was so pronounced that Jack could almost fancy it illun inated the room. So great was Jack's astonishment that he uttered the name loudly : "Boralmo !" Then for the first time the de s perate adventurerwho was really not a Hincloo at all, as those wh o have followed these stories know-saw Jack, nd knew that he had made a great mistake in attacking the Jap. He had climbed to Jack's room, over the trellis, through the window. He had lain there for Jack, waiting like one of his own hooded cobras for Jack to appear, when he meant to strike him a deadly blow. He had heard Jack enter the house and that had mis led him. He had seen the light go out; and then he had l eaped forth to attack Jack. In the darkness he had assailed Matsuki. He had s truck at Matsuki with a knife but the Jap had grasped his hand, and thus saved himself from a severe wound. AQd then they had locked together, and the fight that followed was something terrible to witness. vVhen Boralmo thus became aware of the mistake he had made, he flung Matsuki from him. He had been choking the J ap and had rendered him almost senseless, though Matsuki was still hanging on like a bulldog. Matsuki reeled against the wall, and then fell 111 a heap. "I have you now!" Jack yelled, g1vmg a leap straight at Boralmo. The latter's strength was already well spent, for the Jap had fought like a tiger. Seeing this strong, lithe youth rushing upon him, and bewildered by the di s cov e ry of his mistake, Boralmo turned to jump from the open window. Jack's hand shot out to detain him. It caught in a pocket of his coat. There wa s a ripping sound as the stout goods tore away and a clatter of something on the floor; then Boralmo shot outward and downward through the winrlow. Jack ran to the window, and for an instant it seemed that he was about to take that wild leap, too.


ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. 25 But when he looked out he could not see Boralmo. The treacherous moon had again dived under some thick clouds, and the yard was in heavy shadow. Nor could Jack hear a thing, though he listened closely. He hesitated, wondering if he should take the leap, and then turned back, resolved to run downstairs. Matsuki lay gasping on the floor by the wall, in the now half darkness. Jack leaped for the stai rs, and in the hall trod with crunching weight on the fragments of the broken lamp. He went downstairs with great bounds, and flung himself out into the yard. But Boralmo had been given time to make good his escape. CHAPTER X. HOW IT HAD HAPPENED. Jack had a sense of bewilderment, as h e hurried back into the house. Finding another lamp in the l ower hall, he lighted it and hastened up to his room. Matsuki was sitting up on the floor, staring about as if dazed "Ah, you see that man?" he cried, excited ly, as Jack came into the room with the lamp. "Ye ," Jack answered. He knew that he was as shaken by excitement as l\.Iatsuki was himself. 1\fatsuki staggered to his feet; and then, feelin g too weak to walk, dropped heavily into a chair. "Ile assault me-he attack me! At first I thought it was you!'' "Why should I attack you?" "Oh, I do not know-so many queer things happen since I come to your town! I come up here to spe<.:k \Yi th you; to tell you that I am not thief I never was thief I not go to the hotel yet; for maybe if I go I shall be arrested, and so I come here, after that I see you come home, for to speak with you and assure you that I He stopped, gurgling. "Matsuki," said Jack, "can you walk downstairs? I think I underst<\ncl this thing, and I beg your pardon. That man must not be permitted to leave the town Matsuki stagge red to an erect po ition. He was so weak from the choking he had received and from the terrific exertion he had been through that he could hardly stand; yet he bravely declared that he was all right; and he and Jack went downstairs together. Out in the yard they encountered Mrs. Lightfoot and Daisy, who were just then returning home They were s urprised when they saw that Jack was with Matsuki. "Haven't time to explain now, mother," said Jack. "Matsuki and I have got to hurry uptown. You'll find a broke1\ lamp in the upper hall. I let it drop and broke it." He hurried on; and at the gate, still findin g Matsuki weak, Jack took him by the arm and as isted l;im along. "That man was not J ap," said l\Iatsuki. "He look like Jap, but he was not Jap. "No, he wasn't a Jap. He ha been here before and claimed to be a Hincloo, but I've good grounds for believing he's an Englishman, or an .i-'.merican." "Oh, him you know?" "I've met him!" There was a world of meamng 111 that which the Jap could not catch, for he was not familiar with re cent happenin gs in Cranford. "If I go uptown there will be trouble made for me; they call me thief, and they maybe will arrest me He hung back. "I'll ee that they don't; and I'll tell them that you're not what they thought that youre all right." Jack understood the situation folly, so far as it was then to be grasped 111 detail. He knew now that Boralmo had returned sur repti ti ous ly to Cranford. Boralmo h Id a murderou s grudge against him; and it was Boralmo who had at tacked him from the a lley Boralmo \Yho had tried t o burn the gym, and Boralrno who had crept that night into his room and had lain for him there, by chance attacking the Jap in stead "There's o ne thing that puzzles me Matsuki," sai::1 Jack, as they went uptown. "You said you were not clown by the gym when the fire sta rted last night."


ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. "I was not ; I was at my h o tel." "I beli eve you now. \iVhen you told me that before I coul d not beli eve it, for I thought J had seen you." "You saw that man ," said Matsuk i excited ly. "It must h ave been h im; i t could have been no one else. But he so re sem bled yo u that I thought it must be you." "He has painted the face," said Mats uki "Yes, painted his face and made up to look like you; and a mighty good imitation he made of it. He is a dangerous man." "He is one devil." "Yes, he i s that, too." "Why he do that; why he Jump at me and fight wi th me?" "He tf1ought he was attacking me." J ack was pondering the mystery still, and wondering what h ad kn ocked Boral mo senseless down at the gym; and also wondering if the clever ras cal had really been sen seless, o r whether he ha l just been l ying there s l y l y when J ack tripped over him and had then "played possum," prete in g t o be uncon scious when J ack flashed the match in his face It wa s hard to tell. As Jack and Matsuki thus hastened uptown they s aw Re e l Snodgrass. Reel had been very qu i et for the la s t few days. He h ad kept out of J ack's way, and J ack had not thought mu c h about him ; but the knowledge t11at Bo r almo was again in Cranford had brought Reel back into J ack's mind. He was about to approach Reel and demand what he knew of Bo ralmo when Reel to ok a side street and ha s t e ned away. J ack coul d not know the fear that for two or three da ys had been t ugging at the h ear t of Reel Snodg r ass In .getting t h e Hindoo to help him, he had placed him self in the po v ver of that rascal. Boralm o had returned to Cranford di sg ui sed and I int oxi c ated But for his into xication .,.1e would n ot have come back so soon, and he would not have remained and threate ned the l i f e of Jack L i ghtfoot, eve n tho ugh a grea t hate of Jack had grown up in his heart. He had continued in hidin g, and continued his drink ing, dropping in at night on Reel, to the latter's dis may, and talking drunkenly of the things he proposed to do to Jack Reel did not dare to warn Jack; per hap s had no desire to, for he hated J ack himself. Yet he was mortally afraid that Boralmo would do something to bring about his arrest and thus expose him self, and so expose Reel and his pretensions. Jack found Kennedy the constable, on the next c orner, and told him of his discove ries ; and Kennedy, c a llin g several men to act with him, began a search through the town for Boralmo. Of cou r se, the clever rasca l was not to be found. Though intoxicated, he was not so drunk as not to know that he had exposed himself, and that his safety no w lay in getting out of Cranford at once. Fo.r that reason, even Reel did not see him again, and Kennedy had his sea rch in vain Jack went with Matsuki on up to the hotel, and there he found Nat Kimball, who had some young fellows grouped around him and was wrangling with them 111 regard to Matsuki, Nat defending the J ap. They stared when they saw the Jap with Jack. Jack cou l d afford to b e open, and hone t and honor able; no one can ever afford to be anything else. He conducted Matsuki up to this group. "Fellows," he said, "I and all of us, with the ex ception of Nat, h ave clone Matsuki a great wrong. I have. asked his pardon; and a s k it again, here and now." Then he explained jus t what is known to the reader. at clasped Matsuki's hand, his face filled with deli g ht. "I knew it!" he yelled "I knew it from the start!" "I didn't," Jack acknowledged "I'm sorry that I didn't, but I didn't. And anything that I can do to make it right I'm willing to do." "Join his jiu-jits u class," Nat s u ggested. Jack smiled "I don't think I can do that; but I'll not say anything to keep anyone else from joining who \Yants to, and I'll not put anything in his way "\Vhere is t hi s Hindoo ?" one of t he fellows asked "Why no t searc!1 for him."


ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. "I intend to help," said Jack. "Mat uki was not feeling the best in the world after that tussle with him, and I came up here with him; but now I'm going to help Kennedy in that search." He relinquished the Jap to Nat Kimball, and went away, leaving Nat fairly dancing with joy. * "Say," called Mack Remington, running up to Jack an hour later, "is that so, what I've heard?'' "I can't say, as I don't know what you've heard." "About Boralmo." "Yes." Mack pulled pad and pencil his pocket and struck the attitude of an interviewer. "Tell me all about it-everything." "You're going to send this to the Cardiff Guardian?'' "Yes; and a few lines to my I ew York daily." "\i\T ell, you can't possibly make it out that I've played the hero this time," said Jack, smiling "I've made the biggest fool mistake of my life, and been about as unheroic as any fellow that ever walked "\i\T ell, not that; what I want is the particulars of that fight down at your house, you know. I'll work it in with what has been already told-the fire and the other things, you see. The whole thing is good for another column in the Guardian, and a g.ood lively paragraph in my ew York paper. A fellow can re peat himself somewhat, in a thing like this, you know." "\Vhat about Reel? You aren't going to expose him?" Nat lowered pencil and paper. "Gee! I'd like to! Say, shall I?" "Why, if you want him to lick you to-morrow, go ahead; it's nothing to me. He needs to be shown up, if ever a fellow did." "I guess I won't," said Mack, cautiously "Pap says the fellow who runs into a fight when he could just as easily run the other way is a good deal of a fool, and I guess he's right. I'll not say anything about Reel this time; but I'll work this other business for all it's worth." \i\Then Jack got home, at a rather late hour, he was met by hi sister, Daisy. "Jack-Jack!'' she cried, holding something toward him in her hand. "Here is that diamond pin!" "So it is!" he said, staring. "Then it wasn't stole n at all!" "I don't know what to think about it. I found it in your room, with a piece of torn cloth, like a pocket from a coat, lying near it." "Oh! I think I can explain that. It was stolen, then, and by Boralmo He attacked the J ap in that room, jumping upon him in the hall there; which caused me to let the lamp fall and break. I sprang at him as he tried to get out of the window, and setting my I in that pocket it tore loose. I thought I heard something drop on the floor at the time, but I didn't stop to see what it was." Daisy's face had paled. She had heard of Boralmo. But she again had the diamond pin. * The next evening, at another meeting of the club, Jack had a motion put through ordering the secretary to write to Matsuki, in the name of the club, and tender its apologies. Nat Kimball was the hero of this occasion, rising almost to heights of oratory as he told how the J ap had been misunderstood and badly treated in Cranford Afterward, Jack met Matsuki on more than one oc casion arid came to think pretty well of him; but he never was convinced that the Japanese jiu-jitsu is superior to, or even the equal of, the good, old fashioned, honorable, American metl,ods of wrestling 2.nd fighting. THE END. Next week's issue, No 29, will be "Jack Lightfoot's All-Sports Team; or, How Lafe Lampton Threw the Hammer." This story tells of the field meet which the boys were talking about in the gym when the incidents of this story occurred You will want to know how heroic Lafe came to the fore, and how the other fel lows of Cranford conducted themselves in this lively He fell to scribbling desperately, asking a s trin g of story, and the girls as well. It is a story you w ill questions. en Joy.


" A CHAT WITH YOU Under this general head we purpose each week to sit around the camp fire, and have a h eart-to-heart talk with those of our young readers who care to gather there, answering such letters as may reach us asking for information with regard to various h ealt hy s ports, both indoor and out. We s hould also be g lad to hear what you think of the leading characters in your favorite publication. It is the editor's desire to make this department one that will be eagerly read from week to week by every admirer of the Jack Lightfoot stories, and prove to be of valuable assist ance in building up manly, healthy Sons of America. All l e tters received will be answered immediately, but may not appear in print under five weeks, owing to the fact that the publication mu st go to press far in advance of the date of issue. Those who favor us with correspondence will please bear this in mind, and exercise a little patience. THE EDITOR. I have noticed in a number of Mr. Stevens' descriptions of the gamss played by the Cranford nine that frequently Jack Lightfoot saves the day by the use of the so -call ed "spit ball." Now, without.setting myself up as a critic, I should like to say that I consider that as extremely bad policy on the part of the author. It does not seem right to make such a usually good fellow as Jack Lightfoot so fa r forget what sport i s as to de scend to a trick play to win a game. There is a lot of talk about the "spit ball," but when all is said and done, the "spit ball" is simply a trick that a thorough sportsman wou ld be un willing t o u e It may seem all right to some players, but to me it certainly seems all wrong. And, besides that, it is contrary to the experience of players to have the "spit ball" work every time, as it seems to do with Lightfoot. That's what makes it so unsati sfacto ry a play; sometimes it works and more often it doesn't. This very trickiness of the ball, in my opinion, makes it un spo rtsm anlike, and I would like to hear from readers. I am. sure a large number will agree with me that this play is not sportsmanlike, and that since it is not, Mr. Stevens be requested to have Jack Lightfoot cease u sing it. Hoping to hear from readers, L. C. BYFIELD. Norfolk, Va. Your view of the "spit ball" is quite a surprise us, and we think you are the first person who has objected to the ball as unsportsmanlike. The il1ere fact that the ball is uncertain does not make it unsportsmanlike. On the contrary, if it \\'ere a sure thing, the trick that never failed, it would cease to be sportsman li ke in any sportsman's belief. A perfectly dead shot, for in stance, would not be a sportsman were it not for the fact that even a dead s hot may occasionally fail. The "spit ball" is tricky; those who use it the most frequently never feel sure of it. But, in our understanding, that fact does not make it unsportsman like. However, you have started a discussion that should prove interesting, and we hope to hear from other readers about this subject. ALL-SPORTS i s all right; the finest stories for boys I have ever read, because they are clean and healthy and th e re is nothing in them that any boy need be ashamed to be seen reading. I am glad you have so many stories on baseball, and wish you could have more. We are all crazy on baseball in our town, and we would like to read about the game in every i ssue. I see that some of the people who wri te to you think the boys ought to go camping and so on. well, I think if tbey played baseball a ll the time they would interest us more. We have a nice little team here and do some good work, beating the teams from the two neighborin g towns. We are to form a small league, but we have a good many difficulries to overcome, and I do not know whether we will succee d in the work. Keep up t''e good work with ALL-SPORTS, and give us all the baseball w e can get, say I! BURTON KLIFFORD. York, Pa. Your letter, Burton, arrived close on the heels of one com plaining that we had too many baseball stories; in our morning mail the letters lay one on top of the other, first a com plaint of a feast and then a complaint of a famine. That shows you how easy it i s to please people. You are a baseball en thusiast, but if we were to please only the baseball enthusiasts the other readers of ALL-SPORTS would cease to read the weekly. Our baseball stories are certainly well worth reading, but we fear that you will have to content yourself with a good d ea l of variety in the stories. Success to your team. I have been reading ALL-SPORTS since the first number, and I have enjoyed every issue better than I have ever enjoyed any other boy s' publication. I have taken great int e re st in the Cran ford boys' gymnasium, because I think I need a little phy s ical development, and I have been picking up hint s and ideas for my own use from the stories. I would like to have you make any suggestions that you think would be of assistance to me after reading the measurement s that I inclo se. I am 5 feet 6 inches tall and weigh rr4 pounds. My chest mea surement is 33 inches my waist, 27 inche s and my hip s, 33 inches 'What do you think I ought to do to develop my self? CLARENCE C. ANDREWS. Charleston, S. C. Your condition: Clarence, is such that we s hould advise you to enroll yourse lf in some gymnasium where you can get systematic training. Your weight is s ix pounds shy of what it should be, and your che s t mea s urement is two inches le ss than the average. You need systematic training, and the sooner you take it, the better. If you find it impossible to get in touch with any gymnasium at the present time, we would suggest that you invest in a pair of dumb-bells, not over two pounds in weight, a nd practice with them every morning for fifteen minutes. Then take a cold bath and follow that with a bri s k rub down. Be careful to eat only nouris hing food, and avoid tobacco in any form. Such a course of training will h elp you, but it will not do as much for you as regular gymnasium work, and we hope that you will begin the latter as soon as you can. Seeing other people write, I thought I would do the same. J ack is certainly all right; same with Lafe and the fellow who thinks he i s a Japane se expert. I think Japa nese tricks are o f some value in wrestling. Why don't you publish standing of clubs and sco res after game? Our club voted which one of the boys' weeklies we liked best, and yours ran a hot race with the oldest of the l ot, Tip T op. We will continue to read your fine wee kly while it continues to be published. Jack and Tom are my favorites, and next follows Lafe CHARLES. 231 Seventh Street, Buffalo, N. Y. It would be manifestly impos s ible to keep the standing of the clubs in the Fot.ir Town League at the h ead of the stories. From time to time the auth6r mentions just where the Cranford team happens to be. As yet they have not been headed in the race, and stand a pretty good chance of winning out, hands down. We are pleased to know that ALL-SPORTS, while a new comer in the field, holds its own pretty well with those that have for years had a firm grip on the affec tions of our boys. I am a reader of ALL-SPORTS. I would like to let you judge my measurements. My age is r5JI;! years; weight, II3 pounds; height, 5 feet 5 inches; calves, r2y,( inches; thighs, 18J!;! inches; waist, 28J!;! inches; neck, 14 inches; wrists, 7 inches; forearms, right, IO inches; l e ft, 9y,( inches; biceps. right, IO to ny,( inches; left, 9y,( to ny.( inches; chest, 32 to 35y,( inches; shoulders, r6 inches. 1. How are my measurements? 2. How does my weight


ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. and height compare with the rest of body? 3. How am I proportioned? 4. How does my chest compare with rest of the body? ext to Tip Top I like ALL-SPORTS best. Hoping to sec this in print soon, I remain, LoYAL TO ALL-SPORTS. For a lad of your height, your weight is very close to the average. You should measure inches around the calf; thigh 19Y, inches; waist, 26Y, inches; normal, 34 inches. Thus you can see that you should dilii;ently strive to enlarge your chest. From time to time you will find various methods of doing so given in these columns. vVe appreciate your compliment with regard to ALL-SPORTS being close to the top. I have read the ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY ever since it started, and think it has no equal. I would like to ask you a few questions. I am 15 years old; wei ght, 125 pounds; height, s feet 9 inches; chest, normal, 29 inches; expanded, 32 inches. I. How am I compared with the average boy of fifteen years? 2. What sho uld I do to make my chest l arge r ? Yours truly, B. F. P. M. Akron, Ohio. You are very tall for your age, and in all probability will begin to fill out when you have attained your full height. But you realize that for one almost up to man's estate, your che st is very narrow. It should really be thirty-eight inch es, normal. You should endeavor, by all means, to increase your lung capac ity. Try the good old-fas hion ed way of standing erect in the morning, where you can inhale fresh air, throw the he ad well back, raise the arms rigidly from the sides, at the same time drawing in air slowly to the full capacity of th e lungs. Then allow it to pass out almost as s l owly when lowering the arms. Repeat half a do zen times. If you follow this habit religiously for several months, never eating breakfast until you h ave d o ne this little stunt, you will be pleased with the resu lt. We cannot 11e too positive in urging you to follow this course, for too rapid mcrease in stature often weakens the lungs. Let us know the result. Accepting the challenge of Roderic Dhu, in No. 12 of the ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY, I now write in defense of jiu-jitsu. Not, 'tis true, in defense of jiu-jitsu as Nat Kimball preaches it, for I think that the art in the hands of one of his ideas is dangerous. The object of the jiu-jitsuans is not t o maim, as Nat thinks, but to ubdue without harming thei r opponents; to show their opponents that they are at the j iu-j itsuan's mercy, but without harming them in the l east. Neither is it brutal, because, thoug h the pain,' while it lasts, is mo t acute, it quickly passes away after pressure is relieved, and there are no bad after-effects unless a bone is broken or a ligament snapped Not so with boxing. The object of the boxer is to put his opponent "to sleep" for a certain length of time, and then he is weak afte r he recovers, while a blow on the face often leaves them marked for some time to come. }ACK FAIRCHILD. Portland, Ore. Glad to hear from you, Jack. We invit e a full and free dis cussion in ou r columns. While ou r sentiments are in line with tho e of Mr. Stevens, we confess that there may be much in the Japanese art that is good. Let others who do not believe Americans should descend to such sly tricks take up cudgels in defense of their opinions. Jack Fairchild certainly is honest in his views, and advances some pretty good arguments. I have been reading over some of the letters written in your p1per, and heartily agree with the sentiments expressed in most of them. Mr. Stevens has a very realistic manner of telling, or, rather, writing, a story, and he relates it in a way that appeals to everyone. One of the readers started a discussion about the Japanese method of defense, or jiu-jitsu. These are my views on the subject: \Ye all know that the Japanese are, as a rule, irfrrior 'n size of course, str ngth, lo a great many men, aPd in case they arc impo,cd upon hy 011c their superior iu strength, this curious rnehod of defense comes in handy. I compare them-without intending insult-to a skunk with his effective means of defense. When attacked by one his superior in strength he employs his peculiar means of offense and usually wins out Of course jiu-jitsu is a very dangerous thing in the possession of a man with an ungovernable temper, as one who is well versed in it could easily break a m a n' s neck. Well, I guess I'll close by r equest ing Mr. Stevens to have the boys in a swimming tournament soon. "A WOLVERINE." Saginaw, Mich. The more the merrier. Boys, let us hear what you think of jiu-jitsu as an American means of fighting. Mr. Stevens has many surprises in store for his readers, and may, before the summer is over, give us a lively tournament in the water. Al ready he has introduced water baseball as a novelty. The baseball stories are what take hold best of all with me. They tell me at home that I'm fast turning into a regular "crank" in that line, and I g ue ss it's so, because I seem to think of nothing else in the way of sport. And t h ose stories you are giving us certainly are the right st uff. They are all to the good. Jack gives promise of developing into a first-class, all-round ath lete and perhap s some fine day we can get up a match between hin; and one of the Merriwells. That wonld be a hot time, I guess. Well, h ere's hoping ALL-SPORTS will have a long and pro sperous life and make lots of friends among the boys, Owensboro, Ky. GEORGE McGuFFIN. You may have the satisfaction, George, of knowing that you are n ot alone in your passion for baseball. A good many of us join with you in your love for the national game. We fear, however, that the meeting you l ook forward to can hardly occur, since Jack Lightfoot is only a boy, while Merriwell has been before the public over nine years, and must be lookeJ upon as an experie nc ed ?th l ete, whose fame is only bounded by the two oceans. I think you have taken the right stand on the subject of jiujitsu What we American boys like is fair play, and it seems to me the trickin ess of jiu-jitsu is anything but fair play. Of we are glad to see little Nat stand up for his ideas and say what he thinks. I should like to have you say a little more on the subject, as some of the fellows here are rather 111 favor of the J apanese method. FRANK NEWCOME. Worcester, l\lass. You will see, frienrl Frank, that we have a story in this number which your questions pretty well, and we know you will enjoy r eading it. But to help you out a little, if you should find yourself in an argument on the subject, we quote here the publi shed opinion of Mr. H. F. Leonard, instructor of wrestling at the New York Athletic Club, which appeared in an article in the June number of the Cosmopolita11 Magazine: "I say with emphasis and without qualificijtion that I have been unable to find anything in jiu-jitsu which is not known to Western wrestling. So far as I can see, jiu-jitsu is nothing more than an Oriental form of wrestling. It is a boast of the ex ploiters of jiu-jitsu that through it any weakling could render helpless even a well-trained athlete, and that, too, without inflicting any injury whateve r up on the victim. It would be an enter taining day in my life, indeed, were I to see suc h a feat accom plished." In addition to this, here i s what M. Takahira, the Japane c minister to the United States, has said on the general superiority of American methods to those of his own country, and his ac knowledgment of how much the adoption of our methods in all lines has done to advance the Japanese: "Nothing has contributed so much to the progress of Japan as the conscientious and sympathetic services of American edu cationalists who introduced their methods into my country. Our young men have been brought here to be educated, and they c;uried be.ck wi:h them so high an admi r ation for things American that the Japanese to-day feel proud that you shoul d call them :The Yankees of the East.'


30 ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. tiOW TO DO THING5 By AN OLD ATHLETE. Timely essays and hints upon variou s athletic sports and pastimes, in which our boys a r e u s ually d eeply int e r ested, and told in a way that may b e easily understood. Ju s t at present ba seball is th e topic in hand, and ins truc tive a rticles may he found in back numbers of the ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY, as follows : No. 14, "How to Become a Batter." No. 1 5, "The Science o f Place Hittin g and Bunting." No. 16. "How to Cover First Base." No. 17, ;Playing Shortstop." No. 18 "Pitching." No. 19, "Pitching Curves." No. 20, "The Pitch er's Team Work." No. 21, "Play ing Second Base. No. 22, "Covering Third Base. No. 23, "Playing the Outfie ld." No. 24, "How to Catch." \I.) No. 25, "How to Catch." (II.) No. 26, "How to Run Bases." No. 27, "Coaching and the Coach." HOW TO UMPIRE. In the course of the se talks we have pointed out from time to time th e n ot generally recognized importance of certai n positions in the field, s uch as seco n d base and o utfie ld. In di s cussing the umpire and his duties, the task is n o t quit e th e same as in the case of second base and o utfield, because every boy who h as ever seen a game of baseball know s that th e umpire i s a man of some importance. evert heless, to th e mind of the average amateur pla yer, the umpir e is not half as important as he think s him se lf Thi s fee lin g i s evident in a good many amateur games whe r e the umpire is present be cause th e rules say h e shou ld be present, but who wise ly decides for the hu skiest bunch of players because h e h as no desire to surrender li.is lif e for sweet principle 's sake. More often than n ot, the umpire 's task i s not to display judgment, but discretion; not t o r e nd e r hi s decisions with a view t o th e ir fairness, but with a view to their probable effect on his own person Such a condition of affairs is to be regretted by eve r y true l ove r of our national game. To h old th e umpire in such c ontempt, t o r e l y on a disp l ay o f phvsical force to fright e n him int o giving a decision in favof of one party, i s t o admit once for all that s uch players are not in any sense o f the word sports m en, that the id ea o f good, clean sp ort is t o tall y inc o m p r ehens i b l e t o them. Baseball is one of the most sp l endid examples of human sk ill in creating a game that is pure, clean spor t a source of pride to every true American And one o f th e features that make it the good, clean ga me it is and should be is th e fact that the umpire is give n a positi o n of stfch g r eat im portance When men reach such a h eigh t in a game that they willingly l eave the decision of matters of dispute to a man chosen b y all the players, it indi cates an apprecia tion and desire for r ea l sport that should make us proud that all men kno\v baseball as t 1e "American game ." When boys or men ignor e the real first principles of the game by inti mida tin g a nd disobeying the umpire they show that they are a long long way from being real Americans and real sportsmen. The following quotations from the playing rules of the game will show just what the umpire should be in a game : "Rul e 60-The umpir e is the r epresentat ive of the lea g ue and as such is author i zed and required to enforce each section of this code He shall have power to order a player, capt a in o r manager to do, or omi t t o do, any act which in his judgment is necessary to give force and to or all o f t h ese rul es, and to inflict penalties for v10lations of the rules as hereinafter prescribed. "Rule 61-There shall be no appeal from any de ci sion of the umpire, on the ground that he was not cor r ect in his conclusion as to whether a batted ball was fair or fou l a base runner safe or out, a pitched ball a stri k e or ball or ii any other play involving accuracy of judgment; and no dtcision rendered by him shall be re versed except that he shall be convinced that it is in viola tion of one of thes e rul es The captain shall alone have th e rig ht to protest against a decision and seek its rever sa l on a claim that it is in conflict with a section of these rul es "Rule 62-Under no circumstances s hall a captain or pla yer dispute the accuracy of the umpire's judgment and deci s i o n on a play." These quotations from the rules of the game show plainly what a responsible position the umpire holds and by what authority his decis i ons are backed up. Because of its imp ortance the position of umpire can be fa irl y filled on l y by a man who thoroughly knows the game and has had specia l training for his position. His duti es, as a glance at the rules show, are many and varied His decisions are final. What he says goes, and no one can gainsay it. If the umpire declares a ball a strike and st ill sticks to his opinion after the captain has questioned his dec i sion, no power can make that ball anything but a st ri ke Every man on the grand stand might howl that the ball was not a strike, but if the um pire refused to alter his decision, a strike that ball would remain for all time. You can see that a man who ha s such p owe rs should be one w h o knows what he is talking about. Hence, as the um pire i s c h osen by both teams, each captain should agree on no one but a man fitted to hold the positio n. The umpire must enforce the l ette r of the laws pf the game. A ruling may seem to him unfair, but he must mak e it if it complies wit h th e l etter of the code ac cepted by the major l eagues The laws are there, and it is the umpire's bu s in ess to enforce them rigidly. He i s not responsib le for the la ws, but for their e nforcem en t. He should have the playing l aws at his fingers' ends. He shou ld make his decisions promptly and pay no atten tion to comments and make no apologies to players for his decisions. He must follow the ball closely, g i ve every p l ayer a reasonable doubt, but when he makes his deci sion, h e should not alter it unless it b e clear l y shown that his decisi o n was at variance with the rules. The umpire should never hesitate in enforcing the rules, and for this r eason most professional umpires have as little to do w ith players as po ss ible. To do himself justice the umpire must b e in good physical condition and t ake pride in his work. He should always be in some posi ti o n where h e can see the whole play, but is out of the way of the players. Since the greater part of his work consists in calling out hi s decision i n regard to the ball an umpire should have a perfect system of calls The best way is to call out s tri kes as: "Strik e one;" "Strike two;" "Out." Or, "Ball one;" "Ball two;" "Ball th ree;" "Take your base." By say in g what the ball is before the number, attention is fixed on the decision The crowd knows what has gone before By calling out a numb er, o n the other hand, the crowd is sometimes confused and cannot tell whether it is a ball or a strike.


Vl:N LIBRARY SE.A STO:RIES '!'his library represents an entirely new idea. It is totally different from any other now published. The stories detail the adventures of three plucky lads who set out to capture the notorious Captain Kidd. Every real boy has longed to read more about the doings of this bold marauder of the seas and the opportunity is now given them. The stories are of generous length and ,without equals in thrilling adventure and interest. 'l'he best sea stories ever written. I-Capt. Kidd's Sea Swoop; or, Carried Off by Pirates. 2-Capt. Kidd's Buried Treasure; or, Adven tures of Three Boys Among the Buc caneers. 3-The Silver Cut lass; or, Thad and His Chums Lost in the Swamp. 4__,Defying the Sea Wolf; or, Thad at Bay in the Powder Magazine. 5-The Jolly Red Raven; or, Capt. Kidd's Daring Raid on Old New York. 6-The Corsair Captain ; or, Thad and His Chums Afloat. 7-The Death's Head Rovers; or, How Thad Outwitted the Coast Freebooters. 8-iWalking the Plank; or, The Last Cruise of the Flying-Scud. 9-Capt. Kidd's Revenge; or, Thad Among the Tige rs of the Sea. lo-The Chest of Doubloons; or, How Three Boys Defied the Buccaneers. II-The Rival Pirates; or, Thad and His Chums in Irons. 12-Capt. Kidd's Stratagem; or, Simple Sim o n Takes Soundings. 13-The Red Raven's Prize; or, How Young Thad Sailed a Pirate Barque. 14-Nailed to the Mast; or, The Last of Capt. Kidd's "Hole in the Wall." 15-Capt. Kidd's Long Chase; or, Thad and His Chums in th e Tropics. 16-Set Adrift by Pirates; or, Thad's Adventures in the Saragossa Sea. 17-To Sink or Swim; or, Thad and His Friends On Blue Water. 18--Capt Kidd's Drag-Net; or, How Young Thad Hoodwinked the Buccaneers. 19-The q::>hantom Pirate; or, Thad and His Chums on the Haunted Ship. 20-The Winged Witch; or, How Three Boys Saved the Treasure Galleon. 21-Capt. Kidd in New Orleans; or, The Pirate Scourge of the Rigolets. 22-Tiger of the Sea; or, The Three Castaways of the Gulf. 23-The Pirates of The Keys; or, Our Boys Afloat on the Spanish Main. 24-Capt. Kidd at Bay; or, Marooned On a Sand-Spit. 25-The Silver Barque; o r, Capt. Kidd's Last Prize. 26-Among the Buccaneers; or, Thad and His Chums in Desperate Straits. 27--

COME BOYS, COME GET THE ALL=SPORTS L BRARY 166Teach the A1nerlcan boy how to beco1ne an athlete and so lay the foundation of a constitution gll'eater than that of the United States.1111 -Wise Sayings fro1n Tip Top. YOU like fun, adventure and mystery, dor..'t you? Well, you can find them all in the pages of the ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. As the name implies, the ALL SPORTS LIBRARY is devoted to the sports that all young people delight in. It has bright, handsome, colored covers, and story is of generous length. You are looking for a big :five cents worth of good reading and you can get it here. Ask your newsdealer for any of the titles li s ted b elow He has them in stock. Be sure to get ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. Like other good things, it has its imitations. 1-J ack Lightfoot's Challenge; or, The Win ning of the Wager. 2-Jack Lightfoot's Hockey Team; or, The Rival Athletes of Old Cranford. 3-Jack Lightfoot's Great Play; or, Surprising the Academy Boys. 4-Jack Lightfoot's Athletic Tournament; or, Breaking the Record Quarter Mile Dash. 5-Jack Lightfoot in the Woods; or, Taking the Hermit Trout of Simms' Hole. 6 -Jack Lightfoot's Trump Curve; or, The Wizard Pitcher of the Four-Town League. 7-Jack Lightfoot's Crack Nine; or, How Old "Wagon Tongue" Won the Game. &-Jack Lightfoot's Winning Oar; or, A Hot Race for the Cup. 9Jack Lightfoot, The Young Naturalist; or, The Mystery of Thunder Mountain. lo-Jack Lightfoot's Team-Work; or, Pulling a Game Out of the Fire. II-Jack Lightfoot's Home Run; or, A Glorious Hit in the Right Place. 12-Jack Lightfoot, Pacemaker; or, What Hap pened on a Century Run. 13-Jack Lightfoot's Lucky Puncture; or, A Young Athlete Among the Hoboes. 14-J ack Lightfoot, the Magician; or, Quelling a Mutiny in the Nine. lS-Jack Lightfoot's Lightning Battery; or, Kid naping a Star Pitcher. 16-J ack Lightfoot's Strategy; or, Bare-andHounds Over Cranford Hills. 17-J ack Lightfoot in the Saddle; or, A Jockey for Just One Day. l&-J ack Lightfoot's Dilemma; or, A Traitor on the Diamon,.d. 19-Jack Lightfoot's Cyclone Finish; or, How: Victory W Snatched From Defeat. 20Jack Lightfoot in Camp ; or, Young Athletes at Play in the Wilderness. 21-Jack Lightfoot's Disappearance; or, The Turning-up of an Old Enemy. 22-Jack Lightfoot's "Stone Wall" Infield; or, Making a Reputation in the League. 23-J ack Lightfoot's Talisman; or, The Only Way to Win Games in Baseball. 24-Jack Lightfoot's Mad Auto Dash; or, Speed ing at a Ninety Mile Clip. 2 5-Jack Lightfoot Afloat; or, The Cruise of the Canvas Canoes. 26-Jack Lightfoot's Hard Luck; or, A Light ning Triple Play in the Ninth. 27-Jack Lightfoot's Iron Arm; or, How the New "Spit" Ball Worked the Charm. 28-Jack Lightfoot on the Mat; or, The Jiu Jitsu Trick that Failed to Work. 29-Jack Lightfoot's All-Sports Team; or, How Lafe Lampton Threw the Hammer. 30Jack Lightfoot in the Box; or, 'The Mascot that "Hoodooed" the Nine. J?:RICE, FI'VE : : : For Sale by all Newsdealers, or sent, postpald, upon receipt of price by publishers : WINNER LIBRARY CO., 165 Wetst Fifteenth St., NEW YORK


BUY IT AT ONCE many of our boys have bicycles, some have boats, others like fishing and shooting. A LL of these sports will be carefully dealt with rn "Teach the Amerz'the All-Sports Lz'brary. The stories will deal with the adventures of plucky lads while indulging tobecomeanatk7 in healthy pastimes and should be read, there. fore, by every boy who wants to learn all that l e t e and so lay the is new in the various games and sports in which he is interested. foundation of a constitutz"on greater than \ '/::u,


Download Options


  • info Info

    There are both PDF(s) and Images(s) associated with this resource.

  • link PDF(s)

  • link Image(s)

    <- This image

    Choose Size
    Choose file type

Cite this item close


Cras ut cursus ante, a fringilla nunc. Mauris lorem nunc, cursus sit amet enim ac, vehicula vestibulum mi. Mauris viverra nisl vel enim faucibus porta. Praesent sit amet ornare diam, non finibus nulla.


Cras efficitur magna et sapien varius, luctus ullamcorper dolor convallis. Orci varius natoque penatibus et magnis dis parturient montes, nascetur ridiculus mus. Fusce sit amet justo ut erat laoreet congue sed a ante.


Phasellus ornare in augue eu imperdiet. Donec malesuada sapien ante, at vehicula orci tempor molestie. Proin vitae urna elit. Pellentesque vitae nisi et diam euismod malesuada aliquet non erat.


Nunc fringilla dolor ut dictum placerat. Proin ac neque rutrum, consectetur ligula id, laoreet ligula. Nulla lorem massa, consectetur vitae consequat in, lobortis at dolor. Nunc sed leo odio.