The Sea Wanderer; or, The cruise of the submarine boat

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The Sea Wanderer; or, The cruise of the submarine boat
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Brave & Bold
Shea, Cornelius
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LOHGER STORIES THAH CONTAINED 1'1 ANY l=IVE C.E,...T LIBRARY PUBLISHED FIVE CErfTS A Cl COr-1 STORY EVERY w eeK Suddenly a thing took place. A score of h alf-naked savages rushed from the woods, sprang into the water and upoo the deck of the St4 Wondtf'rr


.. B VE ,QL I .fl Different Compl e te St o r y Every Week Issue d Weell/y By Subscrij>tiot1 per year. Entered according lo Act of Congress in the year 1903, 111 the Office of the Librarian 11f Congreu, Waslungto,,, /), C STREET&: SMITH, 238 Wil/ia'1i St., N. Y No. 8. N E W Y ORK, Februa r y 14, 1903. Price Five C e nts. TH DE II OR, Th e Cruise o f t h e Submarine Boat By CORNEL-IUS SHE.A.. CHAPTER I. INTRODUCES OUR PRINCIPAL CHARACTERS AND AN ICEBE!l.G. A steamer is just leaving the pier in New York, and the crowd .:if people, who have come to see their relatives and friends off, are waving their handkerchiefs in a last farewell. Standing upon the steamer's deck are three persons, who are to play prominent parts In this story. The elder of the trio is a man of fifty, very short and very stout, and jolly looking as a man could be, whom we shall know as Professor Lehman. The other two are boys of seventeen, or thereabouts, both peing finely built good-looking young fellows. Ben Mellville is on the professor's right, and Joe Summers on his left, and the trio, as they stand there on the deck of the steamer, make quite a picture. Ben Mellville and Joe Summers are the sons of wealthy parents, and the professor is their tutor, who is engaged to take them abroad, so they may set" the Old World, and, at the same time, keep up thei r studies in the two branches the professor is most efficient in-electricity and mineralogy. "Well, professor, our voyage has begun," said Ben Mellville, as the steamer turned her prow in the direction of Sandy Hook. "Yes, Ben," was the professor's reply, "this is the beginning of our trip; l!!t us hope that, when it has ended, we shall be able to say we have seen and learned a great many wonderful and tiseful things." "We w ill surely be able to sa y t h a t ," spoke up J o e Summers. "There is one thing I would like to see, and that is something really wonderful in the way of an electric motor." "Pshaw! Joe, you are 'dead stuck' on electricity. Some of these days we shall hear of you being blown up by it," exclaimed Ben Mellville, with a laugh. "Don't let anything like that worry you," remarked the pro fessor. "Joe is pretty well versed in electricity, and the ideas he has concerning it are really remarkable, and plausible, as well." At this juncture a wiry-looking man of thirty-fi\ e approached the trio, and said : "Professor, there is something the matter with one of the trunks. There is a peculiar noise coming from it, which is quite incomprehensible to me." This man was Charlie Reid, who had been engaged to look after the baggage of the trio, and act as a sort of companion. Reid was shrewd-looking and intelligent, and his great hobby was to use all the big words he knew of when addressing anybody. He had been quite a sporting man in his day, so he said, and knew all about bull terriers and game cocks, and the different rules of fighting them. "Something the matter with one of the trunks?" echoed Professor Lehman. "I don't know what it can be." "Wouldn't it be an excellent idea to go and sec?" asked Reid, in a respectful manner. "Ahem! Yes, I think it would," and the professor started off, followed by the two boys and Reid. An examinat;.ion showed that a model of an electric motor in one of Joe Summers' trunks had, from the shaking up, starteli


2 BRA VE AND BOLD. off on its own accord. The noise that came from the trunk re sembled that of a buzz-saw, and, as Charlie Reid knew nothing about the contents of the trunks, the noise was incomprehensible to him, as he had stated. Joe soon put things to rights, and then the three went on deck again, leaving their assistant to stow the baggage in proper shape. The big steamer was now plowing her way through the Narrows, and the deck was crowded with passengers. As our three friends glanced about at the p assengers, they could not heJp but notice two men who stood near the rail, gazing at the rapidly receding Staten Island shore. Both were tall and slim, one being over six feet, and the other about five feet nine inches. The taller of the two was lame, and carried a heavy cane, which he kept flourishing and pointing at some object they were looking ;it, gr!!atly to the inconvenience of the passengers who stood near them. This man was attired in a c11cap, though neat looking, sack snit, and wore a straw hat that could not have cost more than fifty cents. The straw hat was the only one to be seen on the deck, as it was well toward the middle of ,October, and the majority of the people of the North Temperate Zone had long since discarded theirs The other man wore a light gray suit, which looked as much out of place as the stnw hat, and this was why the pair at-tracted the particular attention of our friends. Ben suggested that they walk a little nearer to the rather ol'ld looking couple, and just as they started to do so something which was really ludicrous happened. Wishing to draw the attention of his companion to something on the shore, the lame man made a sudden flourish with his cane, and knocked the silk hat of a passenger overboari:I.. A titter went up from the crowd, and the gentleman who had lost his headgear in such a sudden manner grew just the least bit offended. "Jerusalem!" exclaimed the lame man with the straw hat. "I didn't mean to do that, my friend. How much did that hat cost?" He drew a huge roll of bills from his pocket. and pulled out a twenty-

BRA VE AND BOLD. 3 As he realized the terrible position he was in the boy became desperate. He forced his body upward as far as he could, and the n strove to clutch hold of the berg. To hi s great joy, hi s fingers seized fast to a projecting piece of ice and he held hims elf there for an insta nt. Then he slowly dragged him se lf upward, and a moment later he was resting upon a s mooth, flat surface, fully two feet above the water. 1 Then, for the time, it occurred to Ben that he ought to shout for help and he d i d so. The echo of his own voice had not died away, wh e n almo s t at his e a r some one said : "Hello!" It was the voice of Bill Fis h e r ; Ben recog n ized it in s tantly. ''Who are you? que s tioned the lame man. "How many of us are here, anyhow?" "I am for one replied the boy, crawling along upon the ice un til he r e ached Fisher' s side. "It i s I-Den Mellville Jus t then a groan came from a point very near them. "Hello!" again shouted Bill Fis her, waving his cane which he still possessed, notwithstanding the extraordinary mis hap that had befallen him. "Hello!" replied a feeble voice. "Get us out of h e re, will you? We are all wedged in here in this hole." "That is Gu s Simon s on," said Bill Fish e r "Wa i t till I s t rike a light, y oung m a n, a nd we'll ge t him out." The next m o ment h e scratch e d a match and held it b e fore him. There was no wind so it burne d re a dily e nough, though the fog was so d e nse that the radiu s of d i d not reach farther than four fee t ''Wait a minute!" cri e d B e n. ''We will be right there Bill Fis h e r l ighted a noth e r match and the two m a de th eir way in the direction the voic e c ame from. They h a d n o t gon e ov e r a dozen s teps whe n without the lea s t warning, th eir fee t s lipped fr o m under t h em, and th e y w e nt shooting do wnward for about ten f ee t. A s th e y struc k, a co n certe d y ell w ent up fr o m b e n e ath th e m "Jerus a lem!" cried Fis h e r. "Where in thunde r are we? I cam e mig h t y near l osing my can e th a t ti me "The r e we re four of u s d ow n h e r e before you came said th( voice of Gus Simon s on. "The tumble w e had n ea rly kn oc k e d u s out, and n ow you'v e come do w n o n top of u s to fini s h us." Y o u just w a i t, Gus," coo lly r eturne d F i sh e r l ig htin g anoth e r mat ch. "If we are all h e re, I a m glad of it. Whe n th e s t ea m e r stru c k t h e b e r g it w as so m ething awfu l I w ent flyin g about fif t y fee t in t h e a ir, a nd l a n ded i n a h ea p o f s n ow w i t ho u t hurting my se lf a bit. Here i s B e n M ellv ill e w i t h me w h o ain t hurt a n y t o s p eak of, and, if the r es t of you a r e all ri ght, why, ev e rythin g is 0. K. " I am all ri ght, I guess, sa id J o e Summe r s, fro m the pil e o f h uma n beings th a t haare d b efo r e th e eves of our fri ends w as certai nly a v e ry que crlooki n g o b ject. It wa, about ninet y feet l o ng an d twenty i w e tecl acrosa it; b roadest The de c k, wh ich w as n o t o ver a foo t a b ove wat e r, s l ope d for ward t o a v e r y s l u r p prow, and aft un til it w as J osi in th e water. !\car th e bow w a s a p i l oth o u se, built so l e l y o f iro n an d h ravy phte rhss w h ich extended about eig h tee n inches fr o m t h e dtck. This l ooked o dd e n ough, but n o t e xac tly out of t houg h i t


BRAVE AND BOLD. was th e o nly thing that broke the grace ful sweep of the entire deck. T h e g e n e ral shape of thi s rem a rkable boat was that of a fish :is n ear a s our fri e n ds c ould i.ud ge from the part that showed a!Joye th e wa te r and t h e hull ''"as c o mpo s ed of irop plates, A s the y gaze d a t it w i t h d is t ende d e yes a d oor o pened just aft of t h e pil o t -ho11s e and th e h ead of a m a n appeared But t hat \ Y a s n o t all I T he head w as s o blo ody that it looked t h o u g h it h a d been dipp e d in a river of g o r e J ee---rusa lem cri ed Bill F i s h e r, turning pal e "The whole t hi1;g m us t be a spook, boys! Petrified w i th a s ton i hm ent, n o t on e o f h is c omp a ni o ns inade a repl y A d eathl y s till n es s o f fifteen second s followed and then the b lo o dy b e ad disa ppe a r e d fro m the open h a tch jus t a s these words ca m e fr o m it : Help m e I" T hat ain"t n o SJllWk bciys cr i e d Bill Fisher r c g ammg his c oio r as i f b y m agic. ''The r e i s a m a11 who i s h urt abo<1rd thi s qu ee r c raft and h e wan ts u s t o h el p him. C o me on!" The fis h lik e boat h a d drifte d t o within four of the ice ic d gc th e y w e r e st anding up o n and the l a me ni a n got a good brac e w itl! his cane and t h e n with great agi lity sprang lightly to the d eck. -.'\ s qui c k as a flas h B e n and Joe foll ow ed him ancl then came {.Ju s Sim o n so u an d Ch a rli e Reid leaving t h e professor alone upon th(; ic e !Jcrg. He st e pp e d to the ed g e and was about to le ap afte r t,hcm, when h is fo o t slipp e d, a nd h e fell into the wa te r wi t h a l o ud splash But h e was e d out the i nst an t he c a m e to the Sl\rface and h a uled on d e ck blo wing like a porpo ise Bill F i s h e r and the tw o b oy s rlu'tdc their way down an iron ladd e r t o the int r of th e boat. Lying up on th e Aoor was the m a n who se h ea d had sccu protrudin g fr o m the h a tchway That he wa s b a dl y wouud e d th e y saw at a gl a n ce. The lit t l e a p artme nt w hich furni s h e d w it h a d es k and o ne n ; v o lvingch;ii r s h o wed s igns o f a s t ruggl e h ; n-ing ta ken pl;}c c there rec ently G e t s ome: wate r cri e d Fls h e r, as he pull e d off his coat nncl hid it ben ea th t h e man's head in l ie u o f a pill ow. "I'll s e e what C!an be d o ne for this poor fellow. I d idn' t work twenty years in th!) cfrug bu s iness for nothing." H e h a d scarcely s po k e n, when a d oor op e ned, and a gigantic n egrp a pp e a re d on the s c e ne. "If you b e l ong h e r e g e t some w ,atcr, said B e n turning to the newc o m e r. "\V e don t k 11ow where it ":\11 right, sa h," and the bl a ck m a n darte d throt1gh th e door wa y again. T he next minute h e appeared wi t h a bas in pf water and a sp o n ge. With th e dexteri t y of a surg e o n Bill Fisher wa s hed the blo o d fr o m t he man:s h e ad and fac e, and the n a d mini stered a dose of bra n dy fro m a flas k h e to ok fro m hi s poek e t I am sat i sfie d h e can liv e b ut a few minutes, but ho may come to before h e die s he said. "With fold e d arms the giant negro watched our friends as e ndeavored to make the wounde d man comfortable. The brandy h a d no soon e r w orke d its way d o wn the throat thap he op.ene d hiir eyes You are st range rs." s aid he, faintly, "but I am g la d I came upon you )\lit I diq. There are seven men in a r oom b e low, wh o canno t ge t o ut until. the iron door i s unlock e d I am the ow11er apd c;iMai11. of this sui;!marinc; boat, and they mutinic;d against me. They have woundeq me l:)adly, I guess, t>ut before they were able to slay me I got the best of them by using electricity on them, and forced them into the iron room below. The only one of the crew who s tayed by me anc\ fought for me was Samson the cook, and he was killed b y the villain s ." .. No, he was n t, captain!" exclaimed the black, rushing forward. ":tlfy head was harde r d e n dey thought, an' dey d i d not kill me. l cum to jist a s dese men cum in ter help yer. Here I am, cap tain; hat mu s t I do now ? "Pla ce yourself under these men," the reply. "If I die, whi c h I think I will in a v e ry short tirpe, you anq they became joint own e rs of this boat." As the wounded man spoke he turned his head so he could see all who were around him, and added: "Is there anl'. one among you that knows anything about elec tricity ? "The r e is!" exclaimed Joe Summers and the profrssor, speaking sim u lt a ne o u s ly. A fa i nt smile of sati s facti o n cam e over the man's face, and he f ell back in an exh.austed manne r. Bill Fis h e r produced a small medicine case such. as physicians u s ually carry in their pocket s, and administered a dose of some thing to the wounde d man. This had the eff ect of reviv ing him sli11htly, but it was quite plain that he had very few to live left dr<1wer pf--" That all the dying man could and then he fell \lac::k t 111co n sc ious, Three minutes later he died. Gentlemen," s a id Bill Fisl).e r, in a solemn manner, "I am satis, fied that the man who has jus t di e d was a square man. llc was ,. hurt more inwardly than anywhere else. \Ve have> fallen into {lec1,1liar state of c;irrnmstances." "\Ve have,'' r e pli e d the profcs&or, "De IT)an who jus t d i e w<1s a q ery g o od man," spoke up the negro. "He good to me an' I like him.'' There were tears in hi s e yes as he which, show!'ld t}jat the black was sincere in w!i<1t he said. "Take \.IS in another room, my m a n, and tell us something about the rnan who has just died, and his wonderful said addressing negro. "Sure, massa," was the quick reply ; "come in }lere, an' yo kin sit down while I He opened a d oor, and then all h ands followed him i11ta an apartment that w a s e vidently the salo11. or parlor, of tbl! boat. Fisher c qnrinit the face of the dead man with his handkerchie f a & be did so The floor was covered with a Turkish carpet, and oft jlnd oa5y i:hairs were scatterf'd <1bout. It would be e n totally dark ln the place had it not for an electric lamp attached to the center of the cei{iqg<, thll rays of wh i ch made it almost as light a s noonday. "Sit d o wn, ma,ssa, said the negro. The y ob e yed, and the n h e t o ld the m a rather lengtJ1y si:or'} mbstal1c e of which was that t!w capt;ljn whose name was Gordon. wa s the inventor and build e r of the S a which was the name of the submarine boat. He had b11ilt the strange craft beca11se he liked the sea, and that was all the darky knew about the construction of the boat. Thl' captain had always been a very peculiar m .. n, he s<1id, and never allowed any of his crew to know the least bit concerning the management of the remarkable craft. As t h ey r e c e i v d geed th ey did JJ()t pothe r about trying to find out how it was run. They on11 knew that


BRAVE AND BOLD. 5 it wa5 clectrkity that caused the vessel to forge ahead and back, a.nd to rise and sink, and tl111t it was the same power that caus e d the light and warmth aboard. "I work for Captain G ordon two years, said the black in con clusi on. "He always good to m e an' good to cle m e n who am locked up below D ere would have b ee n no trouble dis m o rnin', put de men want de c aptain ta take 'em ashore in some port, an' he would not do it. He say dey can go ashore all d e y want on islands where no white people Jive, but dey say d e y w o uld g o to New Y o rk, an' see

6 BRA VE AND BOLD. fully comprehended the entire workings of the greatest marvel of the a ge. Everything was replete aboard her, even to a piano, which showed that Captain Gordon had a taste for music, as well as a hobby to travel above and beneath the sea. Toward night Ben and Bill Fisher went to pay a visit to the mutineers, who were imprisoned in an iron cell adjoining the water apartment of the boat. Ben unlocked the door, and saw the men crouched upon the floor, with a look that was half scared, half dogged, upon their faces. "Men, who is your leader?" he asked. "I am, I guess," returned a raw-boned man, with a red mus tache and sandy hair. "I am Jake Sterling, the leader of the mutiny "You will step outside, then; we want to 1talk a little business with you," said Bill Fisher. Much surprised, the man obeyed. "If you attempt any funny business, you will be shot down like a dog," added Fisher, as he locked the door of the cell. "I'm jest as meek as a cow," replied the mutineer. "I'm in for it, an' I suppose I've got ter take my medicine. I don't know how many of you there are aboard, but we could hear you talkin' an' walkin' over our heads." "There are enough of us to take care of you and your crowd!" exclaimed Ben. "You murdered your captain, and de s erve to be killed for it, but we are going to let you off a little easier." Sterling said nothing, but l o oked a trifle plea s ed at this re mark. He was taken into the presence of the rest of our friends, and then told of what was to be done with him and his companions. "All right," said he; "I suppose we have got to be satisfied." Four days after leaving the iceberg, the Sea Wande rer came in sight of a schooner that was sailing in the same direction as they. Almost at the same time, Ben sighted a ship's yawl that was floating on the water, upside down. A sudden idea came in his "Suppose we pick up that boat, and, if it is in good condition, put Jake Sterling and his men in and let the schooner pick them up?" said he. "A good idea!" exclaim e d Bill Fisher; "we will do it." A few minutes later the boat was picked up, and found to be in good order. When the Sea Wanderer was about a mile from the schooner, the men were brought on deck, at the point of a revolver, and ordered to get into the boat. Though some of them were armed, they did not deem it good policy to di s obey. One by one they took their places in the boat and the schooner, observing them and the strange-looking craft near them, at once luffed and made for them. "Now," said Bill Fisher, "as we haven't been below the surface yet, l think it is about time we tried it." "I have not the least fear of trying it," replied Joe. "Down she goes, then !" exclaimed Ben. An instant later the deck door was shut and secured, and then, with face a trifle pale Joe Summers pressed the k e y to descend. There was the faint sound of rushing water, and then the Sea Wande rer sank slowly beneath the surface. Down, down she went, until finally, with a slight jar, she rested upon the bottom. The brilliant electric light in the pilot-house made the scene a peculiar, not to say sublime, one. Hundreds of fishes, of all sizes and shapes, attracted by the bright glare, swam to the windows of the pilot-house, and some q! th e m even thrust their noses against the glass. When they had remained at the bottom for ten minutes, Joe pres s ed he key to rise, and up they went like a cork. As they reached the surface, they saw the schooner in the act of picking up the mutineers, so, having no further business in that section, they started southward at full speed. It was decided that they should make for the South Pacific Ocean, and, as Black Samson said they had enough provisions on board to last a month, they concluded not to stop anywhere until they reached some island that was uninhabited. All hands were now completely charmed with the Sea Wander e r and the more they learned about her the better they liked her. Joe and the professor made themselves fully acquain ted with the electrical machinery and batteries, and in two weeks' time both of them had full control over everything pertaining to the work ings. It was about the latter part of November when they came in sight of a p.Jeasant-looking group of islands in the South Pacific, and, as they did not appear to be inhabited, they concluded to go ashore on one of them. Ben sighted a little creek on one of the largest of the islands, and worked the Sea Wanderer slowly along until the mouth of it was en t ered. Then the boat glided up a few hundred yards and came to a stop within half a dozen feet of the bank. It was a very beautiful spot where they proposed to land. As the deck door was thrown open, the rich perfume of wild flowers and rare tropical fruits was wafted to the m, while the melodious singing of gayly plumaged birds could be heard on every hand. "Jee-rusalem !" exclaimed Bill Fisher, as he made his way on deck. "I gues s we have struck a sort of paradise I" Ben followed him, and a moment later the two stood enjoying the b e auties of the scene. But suddenly a startltng thing took place. The singing of the birds was drowned by a loud, fierce yell, and the next instant a score of half-naked savages rushed from the woods and sprang into the water and upon the deck of the Sea Wa1iderer! Before any of our friends knew what had happened, Ilen Mell Yille and Bill Fisher were seized by the savages, and carried off into the woods! CHAPTER V. THE MUTINEERS. Jake Sterling and the six men who had mutinied and slain the captain of the Sea Tf/aiiderer did not in a very pleasant mood when they were ordered into ; the yawl by our friends. Perhaps they believed that they had more of a right to subtnarine craft than the strangers, but they knew they would surely get the worst of it if they made any resistance, so they left her as quiet as lambs. There was more or less excitement among the sailors on the d e ck of the schooner when they were picked up. The y had all seen the strange -looking craft the moment they ob served the yawl, and when they suddenly found it had disap p e ared they became very curious, indeed. Jake Sterling told a remarkable story about the submarine boat P <'"l 1,01 they had, the choice of having their throats cut or being set adrift. This story was believed by those on the schooner, and the mu-


BRA VE AND BOLD. '7 tineer! were looked upon as very lucky people for haYing gotten away from such a dem0n of a craft, after being kept prisoners aboard her so long. The name of the schooner was the Et1c11t. She was bound to Valparaiso with a mixed cargo, with Captaih Sandpot in charge. 'You idn take us there with you," said Sterling, after he had learned the ves s el's destination; "we will be glad ter work our passage, and we are all fust-class seamen.,. "All right," replied the captain. "I am a little short-handed, anyway. 1'You night need a few extra men. too, if that submarine pirate boat took a notion ter tackle ther schooner," adde d the mutineer leader, with an affected air of uneasiness. "That's so," rejoined Captain Sandpot; "and we ain't got over half a dozen pistols and one musket aboard." "I suppose we ought to look ;1p what we have got, clean them up a little :md then distribute them among the men to the best advantage we can." spoke up the mate. "A good idea," obscncd Jake Sterling. This was done later in the day, and the mutineers w en two old-fashioned Colt's revolvers, while the crew of the schooner -eleven. all told-had but four among thcrn. As Sterling's crowd eac h had a revolnr and ammunition \\'hen they came aboard the schooner. they did not need the 1" extra but they took the m, just the same, as though they were en ti rely without weapons. The winds were favorable, and the Eie11t rounded the Horn without a mi s h ap, or seeing ::i sign of thr :;uhmarirt e boat. One day, when the vessel was plow ing the blue inters of the Pacific, a daring, not to say villainous, came into the lwtd of Jake Sttrling. Re concluded to be captain of the schoon er! In order to bring this about, must start a mutiny. This was e a5y enough to do, as as his men were concerned,

/ 8 BRA VE AND BOLD. now, he'll stand a little show with the blacks. He is a regular nation when he starts in with that cane of his." "We must go ashore and help them I" exclaimed Joe Summers. "Come!" The boy was about to dart upon the deck, when a much larger crowd of savages than had carried off Ben and Fisher suddenly appeared on the scene. Brandishing spears and yelling like demons, they rushed toward the submarine boat. Joe had presence of mind enough to close the deck door, and then, not knowing what else to do, the party watched the savages from the pilot-house. "Me get guns!" said Samson, the cook. "That's so!" ejaculated the professor. "Hurry up! There are loopholes just beneath the glass in the pilot-house." The next minute the negro appeared with half a dozen \Vinches ter rifles, and Gus Simonson, pressing a little spring, caused a metal band to slide upward, and the loopholes were revealed. Meantime, the savages had halted upon the bank of the stream, and were chattering like so many monkeys. Presently they ceased, and then, with a yell, attempted to get aboard the deck of the Sea Wand er er. It was then that our friends opened fire upon them, with such telling effect that they immediately drew back. But, instead of causing them to leave the spot, the noise of the firing IJrought a fresh supply of the savages to the scene. They kept at the edge of the woods for a few minutes, and thentince more made a rush for the deck of the submarine boat. The "Winchesters of our friends cracked in rapid succession, and, though many of them fell, over a score of the black demons reached the deck of the boat. "Back her off, Joe!" cried Simonson, as he seized the wheel. "If we don't look out, they will smashthe glass in the windows, as thick as it is!" "You are right," replied Charlie Reid, as he shot one of the sav ages, and caused him to roll from the deck into the water; "these are the most persistent fellows I ever saw, and their fiendishness is unparalleled!" J oc took his place at the keyboard, and the next instant the Sea Wand er er began moving toward the center of the stream, the savages still retaining their positions on the deck. "Sink her, if it is deep enough!" said Gus Simonson; and then, as the rifles were pulled in, he closed the loopholes. Then something happened that really astonished the dark skinned barbarians. The boat suddenly sank from under them, and left them strug gling in the water! But the water was only deep enough to allow the craft to go about two feet below the surface, so it was necessary to back to ward the mouth of the The electric light was turned on, and away they went. When they were about a hundred yards from the shore of the island, Joe pressed the proper key, and the Sea Wanderer arose to the surface. From the pilot-house the savages could be observed running wildly up and down the bank of the stream, but no signs of Ben or Bill Fisher could be seen. "\!\'hat are we going to do now?" asked the professor, anxiously. "Two of our number are in the hands of savages, and they must be rescued," replied Joe, in determined tones. "Yau are right!" exclaimed Gus Simonson; "but will some one tell us how we are going to rescue them?" "l would like to offer a sugi; c stion," spoke up Reid. "Now, then, in the first place, we will assume that both Ben and Bill arc alive, and in the hands of these savages. Now, then--" "Charlie, I am afraid we will lose too much time if we wait till you get through making your suggestion," interrupted Joe. "vVe have no time to lose; our companions may be in danger of their lives at this moment. We must go to their assistance at once I" At this juncture, Black Samson, the cook, thrust his head in the pilot-house. "If you please, massas," said he, "I t'ink you kin run de Set! Wanderer up dat stream under water. I have been to dis place before, dough I did not recognize de islands at fust. De stream run under de ground a little way up, an' come out in a lake right by de village of dem savages. Dese islands are what de dead captain called Satan's Islands, if I am not mistaken." "Let us try it, then!" cried Simonson. "If Samson is right, we will give the black fiends a surprise in their own village, and then run ashore and rescue Ben and Fisher." There was a strong possibility of the darky being wrong, as small groups of islands in the South Pacific are numerous, and bear a great resemblance to each other; but, anyhow, they decided to do as he said. Accordingly, they went below the surface and made for the stream again. Joe was forced to go slowly, for fear of running aground, but they found, as they proceeded up the creek, that there was enough watlr. When about half a mile was passed, Gus Simonson saw the subterranean passage Black Samson had spoken of, not far ahead of them. "Hurrah!" he exclaimed. "Samson was not mistaken in the islands; I see the passage that will take us to the lake." "Keep her steady, and look out for rocks as we go through, said Joe, with his fingers on the keyboard, ready to stop or back the vessel at an instant's notice. "Never fear," was Simonson's reply; and then the Sea Wal' derer's prow entered the tunnel-like passage. It was so straight and regular that there was not the least trouble in steering the boat through, though the tide, which was flowing toward the ocean, was pretty strong. In less than five minutes they emerged from the passage, and, calling Samson to his side, Gus Simonson as'ked how far they must go before they reached the savage village on the shore of the lake. "Steer to d e left for about two hundred yards, an' when de bow strikes de slopin' bottom let her go up; den we will be right dere," replied the darky. Simonson endeavor e d to obey these instructions to the very letter, but before they had covered half the hundred yards the sharp prow of the submarine boat ran plump into a perpendicular bank of soft mud If Simonson had not got a little "rattled" he could have avoided the accident, but, seeing the bank right ahead of him, he became so excited that he gave Joe the signal to put od more speed, in stead of to stop and back. As it was, they did not come to a standstill until fully twelve feet of the vessel's bow was buried in the mud! "Great Scott!" exclaimed Gus Simonson. "I made a bad mis take that time. But I guess she will back off all right." "I make a mistake too, wh e n I say go to de right," spoke up Samson. "I shoulq h a h say straight ahead." "We will try to go straight back," observed Joe. "Are you ready, Gus?" "Yes ..


BRA VE AND BOLD. 9 The young electri c ian pres s ed the prop e r k ey, and the wheel thra sh e d th e wa te r in t h e u s ual mann er. But the ve sse l did not mov e an in ch! An e xpre s s ion of un e asin es s came over Joe s face. "Can i t b e po ss ible that the b oat h a s b eco me wed ge d m the bank s o ti g h t l y tha t w e c a nn o t free h er?" he th o u g ht. The n he put on more pow e r and the Sea Wande r e r b e gan to tremble und e r the stiain, though s h e did not g l i d e ba c k the width of a h air. A cold s weat broke out upon the boy, and, ri s ing from his s eat in fro n t of the keybo ard, he exclaim ed: "What can be matter?" "We are caught in a trap, it seems," sp o ke up the professor, in a voice that trembl e d slightly "And we ha v e onl y got air eno u g h to l ast us three hours," added Charlie Reid, w i th a shrug o f his should e rs. "It am all my fa ult l" groaned Black Samso n. "I should h a b say go stra ight ah e ad s low \ "No; it is my fault,'' sa i d Sim o nson. I should not ha v e al lowed myself to get rattled If B e n Mell v ille had been at the this thing would not have ha p p e n ed." "Never mind who s e fault it i s," cried Joe. "We are in a scrape and we must find a way to get out of it." A d e athly silence followed the boy's words. But a few s e conds later it was b ro ken by Charlie Reid. "Gentlemen excl a imed he what are the diving s uit s in the room n ext to the s e a room for?" CHAPTER VII. ll I LL FI S H ER s C A VE, We must now turn our attention to B e n M e !lvill e and Bill Fisher, who were seized by the savages in such an un expected m a nner. The dusky hands that grabbed them pinioned their arms to their sides in such a way that they were un a ble to h elp them selves, and away they were hustl e d through the bu s h es Fisher clung to his cane as though it were a part of his body, and for some strange reason his captors did not ofi e r to take it from him. Once into the shadow of the woods, the dusky natives came upon a beaten path, and, the moment they reached this, they darted along faster than ever. For ten minutes they ran along swiftly, and then a sort of natural clearing, with a good-si z ed lake in the center, was reac hed. The n B e n and Fis her were deposit e d upon the ground, with their backs to a couple of trees, to which they were tied securely about the waist. This was no sooner done than their cap t ors removed their w e apons, which consisted of a revolver and a knife each, though the y still allowed Fisher to keep his cane. It was evident that they were aware of his lameness, for one of them pointed to his leg, and said something to the men who were tying him to the tree. The consequence was that Fisher was handled much more gently than Ben. Neither of the captives spoke a word until the savages drew back, after tying them to the trees. Then Bill Fisher broke out with: "Jeerusalem Ben, they didn't kill us did they?" "No, replied the b oy; "but the chances are they will afte r a while. I h a d no idea there were such savage people on the South Sea Island s in these days. I h ope they are not cannibals." "T' hev kill me, I don t care whether they eat me or not," said . Fisher, "so it makes no diff e rence to me if they are cannibals. One thing I am mighty glad of is that they did not take my cane " I d on't think your cane will d o you any go o d while you are ti e d t o th a t tree. 'It w on't, e h ? Y o u don" t know w h a t kind o f a cane this is. It lo o k s lik e th e c o mm o nest s ctrt of a stick, but it cost a hundred d o llar s to ha v e it m a d e." B e n l oo k e d at hi s c o mpanion in an incr e dulous manner. "I'll sh o w y o u wh a t the can e i s good for the first time any of the b lack r a s cals try t o cut up any monk e y-shines with us. I rec kon that, th e y kill u s my cane will put an end to a dozen or s o of the wild niggers !" went on Fisher. In s pite of his perilous situation, Ben began to grow interested in Fis h e r s cane. It app e ared to be n othing more than a hickory stick, with a b ent h a ndle and a steel ferrule about three inches long on the end of it. And yet the l a me man said he paid a hundred dollars to have it made I It sudd e nly struck B e n tha t, p e rhaps there was a sword blade hidd e n in it, which would come out at the touch of a spring. H e a s ked Fis her abo u t i t but that worthy said it was somet11ing w o r s e tha n a s w ord cane. \ V h a t is it, then?" quest io n e d Ben "It i s a first -clas s air rifle," retorted Fi s her. "Now you know all ab o ut it. I can kill a ny t hing I point it at, if it ain't more than thirty yards off. I nev e r could hit anything with a gun, so I had this w o nd e rful can e m a de and I've practic e d with it considerably. Pretty 'so o n I'll s how you what I c a n do with it, for I am going to dro p on'e of th e m fellows over th e re that has got the fancy-colored feathers in his hair, just for the fun of the thing. By that time our friends may get up here and rout this black gang." The captive pair now turned their attention to their surround i i; gs. They saw that they were in the midst of a collection of dirty huts, which were scatt e red about r e gardl es s of any regularity Fis her remarked that they looked like a lot of haystacks that had been raked and cock e d by a drunken farmhand. There were v e ry few trees in the vill age-if it could be called a village, for it looked more like a camp-and the ground, which was of a sandy nature, sloped gently to the shores of the lake. Ben count \. d n e arly a hundred of tlie huts, and, estimating the huts to be occupied by five people each, the population of the place mu s t b e n e arly five h u ndred, about two hundre d of which were m e n and well-grown b o ys. When he came to think about it, the b o y m a de up his mind that it would be a very diffi c ult job for their friends aboard the Sea Wand e r e r to rescu e them. The savages were all well armed with spears and heavy clubs, which they evidently knew how to use. Then, a g ain they appeared to be very powerful f ello ws, and they had shown themselves quite courageous in darting upon the deck of the submarine boat and carrying off the two whites. While these thoughts were passing through Ben's mind, his attention was suddenly attracted to a group of the natives, not far distant, who had been engaged in watching something that was roasting over a fire. He saw one of their number lying on his back, and the rest running about him in a mann e r of great excitement. "Did you see that?" asked Bill Fisher, in a low t o ne. "I plugged that fellow just as nice as you plea se, and the rest of them can't imagine what killed him. That is one less we han got to worry about."


IO BRA VE AND BOLD. Ben was much mystified. He .bad not heard even a silght click, and yet the lame 1Dan claimed to have shot the native with his 11 ondcrful cane. '.lo, I didn't see it,'' said he, after a pau3e. "1 was in ;mother direction." "Well, in about ten minutes I"ll plug another .. I'll let you know when I am going to do it." By this timl' a crowd h a d gathered about the dead savage-for he was ce1iainly dead-and an animated discus$ion took place. At the end of five minutes the body of the black victim of J<'isher's cane was picked up and carried away. and that ended it for the prtscnt. Shortly after this, a natin came toward the captives, wilh a sort of earthen dish containing a quantity of smoking meat. To the surprise of our two fnends, he spoke to them in broken English. "Here some meats for white fools; um eat an' git fat, we kill and eat," said he, with a grin. "You think so. eh:-" exclaimed Dill Fisher. "What sort oi mca1 is this?" "Dat nice piece of black man, dat die last night wlf um fever," returned the native, griT}nmg more than ever. A feeling of horror came over Ben. The natives were cannibals. after all, and they were going to force them to eat the flesh of a human being who had died with the fever! The thought of such a thing made the boy"s stomach quail within him, and he became faint with a feelini of nausea. But Bill Fisher was equa l to the occasion. "You take that meat right back," said he. "\Ve will never get fat from eating that. because it will 1m1kc us sick. If you tlon't do it, I'll call on the spirit of the white man to kill you in yom tracks!" "Um white fools," retorted the black, "got to cat de meat!" Quite a crowd of the natives gathered about by 1his time, and, with grins 011 their ugly faces, they waited to see the whik$ forced to eat the meat, which they knew was sick<.>ning to them. The black now advanced upon Be11. wi;h the imcntiun of forcing some of the contents of the dish in his mouth. But the next instant Fisher pointed l.iis cane at the follow, :rncl he dropped to the dead It happened so suddenly that not one of the natives who Wl'r<' looking on had an idea that it was the lame man who had caused their companion's death, and, nearly frightened out of their wits, they gazed upon the corpse before them. And Ben, who had witnessed the occurrence. was almost ;is much surprised as they. A minute later a big crowd of the natives h;:id gathered about the spot, and, noticing that their super'titious nature was folly aroused. Bill Fisher shouted ai the top of his voice: "The spirit of the white men iti angry with you! lf you don't let us go hac1.: to our boat, you will die 1hc samt :is that man did!" Quite a number of tlte natives could understand English, and they quickly translated 1his to their eompaniuns. The result was that they drew hack 10 ::: so1t of squar<' in frnm of the king's hut to decide upon what was to he done. The king came out to join in the connltation, and. when he heard what had occurred, he an ugly-looking knife and stnr1ed for the captives. no 'fraid of um wbitc spirit!" he excla im ed, brandishing his knife fiercely at Ben and Bill Fisher. ''Me King Pantan, an' me "frai hcgan to work a mol'nent later, and the water wa gradu:>lly forced out through an opening that was covered by ;i suction valve. In less than t e n minutes the room was clear, and the three re moved their helmets. Samson came to see if they were all right, and Joe told him to tell the professor to see if he could back out of the mud yet. Ii he could not, they were ready to don the helmets again, and do soL1e more digging.


BRA VE AND BOLD. II The instant the professor pressed the key to back they felt a throbbing that fairly shook the vessel from stem to stern, and then she slowly glided away from the mudbank. "Hurrah!" cried Gus Simonson. "We are saved I" "Let us get off our suits and go to the surface 1:: exclaimed Joe. "Ben and BiJI Fisher may need our assistance the worst way." "Wait I" interposed Charlie Reid. "I've got what I call a bril liant idea, and with your permission I will carry it out." "Hurry and teJI us what it is, then," returned Joe. "I propose to put on the again, and walk upon the bottom to the shore of the lake. My appearance in this rig will frightPn the savages out of wits, and just about that time you can come to the surface and make for the shore. Between the let of us, we ought to be able to rescue Ben and Fisher." "Your" idea is an excellent one," said Joe; "but by carrying it out you will run a great risk. However, if you in sist upon it, I am willing." "I would like to do it," was the reply. "Very well, then; we wiJI allow you ten minutes, and then we will rise to the surface and make for the shore." With these words, the hoy lifted the helmet, and Simonson assisted him to fit it to the rollar of Reid's suit. When it was adjusted, they left tL. apartment, and the next moment tbe water flowed in again. who possessed more courage and energy than the average man, boldly stepped out upon the bottom, and then, coming to a halt looked about him to see where the bottom sloped upward. By aid of the light in the he soon lo cated the proper course lor him to pursue, and then, waving his hand at those who were watching him trom the window, he started for ward. He carried nothing but the lancel!ke implement, which would make a very dangerous weapon in case he was attacked, and, without the lea st sign of fear, kept on his way. When he had passed around the mud bank the ascent became quite steep. and he knew he would soon emerge from water. In exactly eight minutes from the time he left the sea room of the submarine boat, hi5 head came above the surface. He could see very well through the glass front of his helmet, and, much to his satisfaction, he found he was right in the vil lage of the savages. He saw a larg" crowd of natives gathered in one spot, and, thinking it was there the captives must be, he crawled up the bank, and, waving his weapon in a threatening manner, started toward them. The instant the eyes of the savages fell upon him, a prolonged howl of fear left their lips. Dut two minutes b efore his remarkable appearance they had liber ate d their captives, because they feared the white spirit would kill them aJI if they did not, and now the strangest looking being they had ever seen had emerged from the depths of the lake and was coming toward them in a threatening manner. Though Charlie Reid could not hear the cries that went up from the crowd, he could see that they were nearly frightened out of their wits, and he enjoyed the scene immensely. But the extreme weight of the diving suit was teJling on him, and he soon comprehended that it w o uld be an utter impossibility for him to get to the spot where the savages were congregated. This conviction no sooner came upon him than, by an unlucky misstep, he stumbled and fell to the ground. He strove to scramble to his feet, but to save his life he could not do so. The lead breast-plate and heavy helmet weighted him down, and, being well-nigh exhausted, he could not get his head two feet aoove the ground. He began kicking and scrambling about in such a ludicrous manner that their fright suddenly left the savages, and, compre hendmg the helples s ness of their curious-looking visitor, they ventured toward him to investigate. The nearer they got to him the more comical Reid's movements became At length half a dozen of the savages plucked up sufficient courage to attack him, and with extended spears they rushed upon the helpless man in the diving-suit. CHAPTER IX. A NOVEL WAY TO SA VE A LIFE. It was a ridiculous, not to say dangerous, position that Charlie Reid was placed in. He saw the savages coming toward him, but, being unable to get upon his feet, he could not even make a show of defending himself with the lance he carried. The natives began to circle about him with leveled spears. It was plain that were a little afraid of the curious-looking man writhing on the ground. But at length one fellow, who was more bold than the rest, advanced and took hold of Reid's leg. The moment he felt himself touched Reid made a violent kick with his foot, and the lead sole of his shoe struck the black in the face with such force as to send him unconscious on his back. This setmed to satisfy the savages the man was nothing more than human, a_nd it angered them as well. Dispensing with aJI caution, they rushed upon the unlucky man in the diving-suit and held him flat upon his back so he was unable to move. For five minutes they kept him thus, and then, becoming satisfied that he was reaJly fuJly in their power, they let up on him, and pointing their spears at him, motioned him to rise to his feet. Not knowing what else to do, and becoming aware of the fact that the air he was breathing was getting pretty thin, Reid began unscrewing his helmet. Observing this movement, an intelligent look came over the face of one of the blacks, and he immediately gave the prisoner some assistance. The result was that half a minute later the helmet was removed, and Charlie Reid was breathing the pure air of heaven in the midst of a gang of uncivilized black men I "Huh!" exclaimed one of the natives, as he gazed at Reid's face; "him nothin' but a white rrtan in um funny clothes. We take um clothes off an' tie to a tree; white spirit no care 'bout dis one." "You had better not bother about me," said Charlie Reid; "I come from the bottom of the lake, and if I yell out, about a thousand of my friends will come out and give you fellows the worst beating you ever had I" The favage who had first spoken grinned. "If um friends come out of lake like you did dey no gib us much beatin'," observed he. "Go on, an' call um friends from bottom of um lake," spoke up the king, who, finding that there was nothing to fear, had ap proached the spot. This was a trifle more than Reid had expected. He had tried to frighten the natives into setting him free by threatening to call a host of .ima ginary friends to his assistance, and now he was told to go on and call them. "I'll wait a wh.ile before' I call them." aaid be, not knowioii what else to say.


12 BRA VE AND BOLD. A laugh went up from those of the blacks who could under stand him. When this had subsided the king ordered that the prisoner should be brought to his hut, and his curious iuit of clolbus re moved. ',rhis was done in spite of anything Reid did to the contrary, and ten minutes later he was tied to a tree a few feet from the door of the royal dwelling, attired in his usual garments. The dusky ruler of the natives took possession of the divirtg suit, evidently thinking it was a great prize, and suspended it from a pole in the center of his hut. Shortly after daylight the captive fell into a doze. From this he drifted into a sound slumber, from wh ich he was aroused an hour later by a couple of savages, who brought his breakfast to him. "See here," exclaimed Reid, "what do you fellows intend to do with me, anyhow?" "Kill an' eat," replied one of them. "Um not bery iat, but um make fine meal." As has been said, there was nothi11g cowardly about Charlie Reid, but this assertion made him feel anything but comfortable. Ilowever, he forced a laugh, and said: "I don't think any of you people will ever eat me. You dare not kill me; you will be struck dead the moment you attempt it." He said this without knowing anything of what had taken place a short time before Iris capture-in fact, be knew nothing about Bill Fisher's wonderfut cane; and it was merely a bluff on his part to frighten the savages from slaying him. But he saw that his words made a deep effect upon the blacks, and he concluded to follow up his advantage. "I belong to a class of people who will not be killed by blacks," he went on. "If your king don't believe it, let him try to kill me. But I guarantee that the moment he gives the order be will drop deacl I" "Me tell um king what you say," spoke up the native who could understand English; "most likely him come an' talk with you." fellow was as good as his word, for, :i.fter he went away with the remains of Reid's breakfast, he told th. e king just what the prisoner had said. It so happe11ed that this was to be a sort of gala day with the natives, and in order to be prepared for the sport that was to take place, the king had commenced at daylight to get in a good humor by drinking copious draughts of cocoanut juice, that had been left long enough in th. e shells to ferment. The consequence was that, when he received the word, he was just about enough under the influence of the stuff he bad imbibed to be contrary. So he declared then and there that Reid should be killed by one of his wives, and that the execution sl1ould be the second event of the day's sport. Half an hour later the prisoner was brought from the hut, and tied to the same tree he had been bound to the day before. Then one of the natives informed him that a grand cock-fight was going to take place, and that immediately followi ng that he was to have his head split in twain by a sharp hatchet in the bands of the king's favorite wife. This news did not make Reid feel any more comfortable, but he became interested in spite of himself. "A cock-fight?" he asked. "Why, do you people know anything about fighting roosters?" "Sure!" returnt!d the black, with a grin; "dat um favorjtc sport bere." Great Scotti" 1-eturned the captive; "I used to be away up in that business myself but I came to the conclusion that it wa:S too .:.rucl, so 1 ga\c it up. Can I sec the fight, Mr. Blackie?" "Um take place right in front ob you," waa the reply. "If you keep your eyes open you 1>ce um, s.urc." Reid said no .more, but turned bis attentio n to a number of the native women, who at that m oment approached, each one c-arrying a bird of the pheasant species. They were all cocks, and they resembled the game fowl for ;ill the w orld. 1 When the womCj1 came to a 11alt in the center of the open square a number of drums were beaten, and the $avag<:$ began to collect about the i;pot. At the same instant the cocks started erowing, and this caused the savage crowd to utter a cheer in their wild way. Unlike sports of civilization, the savages did not place steel gaffs upon the birds, but allowed them to fight only with the weapons n ature had provided for them. Some of the cocks had spurs two inches lonji, aud they were very sharJl at the extremities. When the crowd had gathered about in a huge circle the king came from his hut and took a s at on an oil barrel that had peen picked up on the beach at some time, and was utilized by the dusky ruler as a sort of private box on all gala occasions. Then he ordered the women to with the entertain ment. Two of the phca$ant cocks were tossed upon the ground, and they immediately went at it in a savage manner, which suowed that the birds were of a very viciouli nature. The fight did not last over t11ree minutes, as one of the eocki iOt spurred through the neck an(! gave up the ghost, "A ve ry good fight," muttered Reid, who had forgotten the: fact, for the time that he was to be as soon as the fighti between the roosters were over. The next was between two splendid specimens of the genuine wild ph easant cocksr One of them was the most beauti ful fowl !?hat Reid had ever seen. His plumage was a mixture of scar l et, gold, green and black, and his carriage was perfect. "By Jove!" thought the captive, "I would like to own t!ui.t bjrd, just to make a pet of him." Sometimes a person's wishes arc granted in an unexpected manner, and this was the case with Charlie Reid, as will be seen. The king gave the word, and the women pla'led the two birds on the ground. But, instead of fighting, Charlie Reid's favorite uttered a frightened cackle and made a desperate effort to get away. A howl of derision went up from the nathes who were back ing the other fowl, and then the frightened cock was caught and tried again. But the same result followed. "One more trial." exclaimed the king; "and then if he do es not fight he shall be killed along with the white prisonCT, and I will have a sauce made from the livers of both." .A.s this was spoken in the native tongue, Reid, of could not unde:rstand it, bt1t by the glances that were shot at hi1u, he knew that he the subject of the king's remarks. Once more tile beautifully-plumaged bird was eaught, and again it was faced to its antagonist. But the moment lhe native woman released it the bird uttcrctl a series of sq11awks and flew directly to Charlie Reid l As his hands were free the prisoner pi:omptly seized t.\Je frightened cock and begall caressing it. The moment he began doing this the pretty fowl dented iti hca

BRAVE AND BOLD. There was no one who noticed this as soon as Reid, and actihg on a sudden impulse, the eaptive man cried out to the king: "I can make this bird fight. Release me, and I guarantee that I will make him kill nil you have there I" 1'his remark pleased the king and his subjects immensely, and, getting down from his barrel, he walked over to Reid, and s:iid: "Cm white man must be putty smart; if him make bird fight an' kill odder birds him kin go free an' take bird wif him." A thrill of Joy shot through the captive. Here wa:i a chance to save his life, and ht meant to profit by it. "Untie me and I"ll do as I say," he exclaimed. At a word from their ruler one of the blacks cut the thongs t1rnt bound him to the tree; and Reid arose to his feet, still carl'ssiag the phtasant cock. "Go an' make co rnrd bird fight I" commanded the dusky monarch. "I am ready; bring' on your birds I" As Reid made this remark he began to sing his bird in .order to limber his joints. The next minute a woman faced him with t11e same cock the frightened one had refused to fight. Reid made a few mysterious movements, and then let his bird go. To the surprise of the savages, the cock flew into his opponent like a dcmcm and cut him down at the second fly he made. "Bring on another l" cried the man, who working to save his life in such a novel manner. Anot'ber was produced, anre Ben was nearly rendered speechless at the sudden appcnrancc o{ the submarine boat, and for a few seconds he stood stock still in his tracks. "Come on I" exclaimed his comnanion 1 "our boat has come after us,. so we might as well hurry up and get aboard before the blacks change their minds The two now hurried for the shore, Fisher keeping up :i re markable gait in spite of his lameness. That they were seen by those aboard was plainly evident, for the nose of the submarine boat was immediately forced to within five feet of tlle shore. Then Gu s Simonson and the professor came out on the deck, and with shouts of welcome bade them to hun-y and come aboard. Bt!n and Fisher were not slow in doing this and two minutes later they were safely aboard the wonderful craft. Joe Summers promptly s e t the machine ry in motion, and the Sea Wand er er backed off in the direction of the center of the lake. "Now, then, we must hunt up Charlie Reid,'' observed Joe. "\Vhy, isn't he with you?" asked Ben. ".No; he sta1ied to walk along the bottom in his diving-suit tire shore, and give the savages a scare, and we were to follow him up and make an effort to rescue you." "And the plan did not work?" "It did not. Something got the matter with the machinery and we were unable to rise to the surface until the moment you saw us. \Ve don't know whether he is at the bottom yet, or whether he has reached the shore and fallen in the hands of the savages." "Sort of a queer case--this,'' observed Fisher. "Suppose we go to the bottom and see if he is there?" This proposition favorably received by all hands, and the boat was accordingly sunk. But thoua;h th e y turned on the st,rongest light they had and searched all over, Reid could not be found. "He must have reached the shore," said Ben, at length. "vVe will go np and look for hi!T\ then,'' returned Joe. "It was rather foolish in him going out with the diving-suit on, any way." "Charlie Reid is capable of doing very foolish things some times," spoke up the professor. "He meant well enough, but the chances are that he is either dead, or in the bands of the savages." "And if the latter is the case, we must res cue him," said Bill Fisher. "My cane got Ben and myself free, and the chances are it will rescue Reid." As they made their way to the surface, Ben related how they came to escape from the _savages. As Gus Simonson W3S the only person who had known that Fisher's cane was an air-rifle in disguise, the rest were pretty well astonished. But they were astonished still further a moment later when the submarine boat ceased to ri,se, with a bump that threw them off their feet. All hands quickly sprang to their feet and looked out ()f the window of the pilot house. By aid of the powerful electric light, they coulcl sec what had stopped their ascent, While near the bottom the Sea Wande rer had drifted into a sort of subterranean passage, not unlike the one by which they had entered the lake. The moment they comprehended this, Joe and Ben, who was now at the wheel, quickly righted the vessel. Then the button was pressed to back out. But, to the dismay of those on board, the y could n o t make an inch of progre s s in a backward direction. A strange, powerful current was bearin2 them on instead I


BRA VE AND BOLD. "What is the matter-tide too strong to go against?" asked Bill Fisher. "Yes, that is just what is the matter," replied Ben_ "She won't go back?" "No." "Let her go ahead then, and we will come back when the tide turns." There was logic in this, so Ben gave the signal for Joe to stop the machinery, and on the lookout for danger, he held the wheel as steady as a clock, while the Sea Wanderer drifted swiftly through the tunnel-like passage. For ten minutes she drifted along, and then Joe strove to rise to the surface again. This time he was successful, but instead of rising into the light of day they came up into a broad cavern. "I know where we is!" exclaimed Black Samson, the moment he saw what sort of a place they were in. "De Sea Wanderer has been in dis cavern afore. Dere is a strong tide dat runs in here, an' you can't git out ag'in till it runs de odder way. Dis am de way dat you go to de home of de people dat eat clay, an' to de place whar de debbil live. I was dere once, but don't want to go ag'in !" "You are quite a curiosity, Samson," observed Bill Fisher. "You are the only person I ever knew of that went to the home of the devil, and got back again. I think we had better take a trip to the place after we rescue Charlie Reid." "I should like to see the clay-eating people he speaks about," spoke up Professor Lehman. Our friends noticed that the water kept rising all the while, which Samson said it would continue to do until the tide of the ocean was at its highest point. Then it would gradually recede, and they would have no diffi culty in getting out into the lake again. This proved to be true. For six hours they were compelled to remain in the cavern, and then, when the tide turned, the vessel was sunk and the prow turned for the lake. It did not take them long to reach it, and when they came to the surface it was pretty nearly as dark as pitch, for a good part of the night bad passed while they were in the cavern. It. was decided that some one should go ashore and pay a secret visit to the village of the natives to look for some signs of Reid, so Gus Simonson and Joe volunteered to go. They succeeded in getting very close to the huts of the savages, but not a sign could they see of Reid, for the reason that he was lying in one of them, bound hand and "foot. At length they came to the conclusion that he had either never reached the village, or that the savages had killed and eaten him. So reluctantly they turned their steps back to the submarine boat. / "I don't believe he is dead," said Fisher, when they reported. "We'll wait till to-morrow morning, and then Ben and me will take a trip to the village. They won't hurt us, because they are afraid of the white spirit.'' A snug hiding-place for their boat was found on the opposite side of the lake, and all save the watch turned in. The next morning Ben and Bill Fisher went ashore, and made their way to the village. Fisher carried his cane as usual, and Ben was armed with a rifle, revolver and hunting knife. As th<"y neared their destination they noticed that something unusual was going on, and presently they observed the object of their search tied to a tree. The natives were just getting ready for their sport, and so interested were they that they failed to notice Ben and Fisher, who stole into an empty hut not thirty feet from the tree to which Reid was tied, and became interested spectators of the scene. "J ee-rusalem !" exclaimed the lame man, when he saw Reid make the pheasant fight; "Charlie knows a thing or two about cock-fighting, I guess." "Yes, and he is going to win his way to freedom without our assistance," returned Ben. "It is all in the way the birds are handled. Those women just throw them down any fashion, and if the cocks were not pretty tame, half of them would 'fly the coop.' The two watchers felt like applauding when Reid picked up his gaily-plumaged champion and started to go; but a moment later, when the king strove to stop him, Fisher uttered a word that would not look well in print, and then walked to the door of the hut. Before Ben could divine his intention the lame man leveled his cane at the cannibal king and shot him dead in his tracks. "Come on !" he cried; "we will go right out among the black scoundrels. Charlie Reid is going aboard the Sea Wanderer with that rooster, or my name ain't Bill Fisher I" CHAPTER XI. THE MUTINEERS ARRIVE. Having a fair wind nearly aU the way, and sailing a straight course, the schooner Event reached the islands she was bound for not over thirty-six hours behind the Sea Wanderer, for they were the same rroup of islands. Jake Sterling and his crew were in fine feather, or, in other words, they were all healthy and in gooo spirits. "We have got to be a little careful," said Sterling, to those of his crew who had never been to the islands before. "Ther three largest islands are inhabited liy cannibals, and one of 'em has got a crowd of people who live in big caves under the ground, and eat clay"'instead of grub. \Vha! we want to do is tcr make friends with the savages, an' then we'll be all hunk if ther Sea Wa11dere1 happens to pay a visit there." A cheer went up from the men as the villain ceased speaking, and then one of the schooner's original crew asked what was to be done with the mates, who were still confined in the hold as prisoners. "We'll set 'em ashore on one of tber biggest islands, an' let 'em shift for themselves," retorted Sterling. The prisoners were very glad when they were brought up and informed of what was to be done with them. They were to be set at liberty, and that was a great deal better than being con fined in a foul-smelling bold, even if they were to be limited to an island in the Pacific Ocean. The schooner came to an anchor off one of the smallest islands, and then the mutineer leader ordered a boat lowered and the prisoners to be set ashore on the largest of the islands, which was about a mile and a half distant. An old shotgun and some powder and shot was found in the cabin, and thiS, with a couple of sheath knives, was given to the two men, and then they were deposited upon the island, which, by the way, was the same one our friends had landed npon. No savages showed up when they landed, and the men who row ed them ashore made their way back to the schooner again, jeering at the marooned pair as they did so. About the middle of the afternoon Jake Sterling made up his mind to go ashf)re on one of the islands, and endeavor to make friends with the savages. He chose an island that was not nearly as large as the one


BRAVE AND BOLD tho mates b::id been set upon, upon tho shore of which a small collection of thatched huts could be seen from the deck of the sehocmer. Picking out six men to accompany him, he went ashore, carrying 11 handken;hief attached to a stick to let the natives know that they desired to be friendly. 'f'hey were observed some time before the boat's keel grated upon the beach and a .swarm of the blacks came down to meet them. Sl:erHng had shrewd enough to take about half a barrel of rum along with him, and wh e n they had landed upon the beach he very familiarly invited the natives to have a friendly drink. It is needless to state that t he invitation was accepted, and in a short time they got on very friendly terms. The blacks were of the same race as those on the other isl a nd, and they were rul e d by the same king Bill Fisher shot with his 1.-ane. Sterling learne d about tlie mysterious death of the dusky ruler, find that a new king was to be chosen that day by the people of the val'ious i s land s Brilliant ideas were continually striking Jake Sterling, and one c:une into his he a d at this time "Wh e r e is the chief of this i s land?" he asked. :,1,re be,'' ex.claimed a tall fellow standing near. '\V ell, what is the 1111ner with you b eing king?" :-re l ike ta be," repli ed savage, brightening up. "\.\Tell, if you and your people will help capture a queer boat we to find somewhere around here, I'll fix it so you will be ki11g." ''Vie help you I" cried a numbe1 of the savages in a breath .. Gocd enough I Now, I'li tell you how to do it," and then Sterling unfolded a pl a n to the ignorant blacks, which was nothing more than to send a number of mm to eac h of the inhabited iriland $ to announce the chief, whose name was Beano, a candidate for 161g. "If that don't work, why, you can declare yourself king. and we'll help you fig:ht it out," said he. "It cbt um funny boat um want?" sudde nly asked one of the native pointing to an object that was lying between tbe shore an

16 BRA VE AND BOLD. after a pause. "Jake Sterling, the mutineer leader, is ashore with the blacks, and seems to be on very friendly terms with them. Ah, they arc looking at us now, and they seem to be very much excited over the appearance of the Sea Wanderer. The fact of the schooner being here means no good to us, I'll wager." "Sterling know more 'bout Satan's Island dan I do," spoke up Black Samson, who had been an attentive listener to the conversa tion "He t'ink we come here \Yif de Sea Wanderer, an' he git de schooner to come, so he get our boat way from us." "Samson has hit the idea exactly," said Bill Fisher. "But if Jake Sttrling gets the best of us he has got to be pretty smart, I can tell you." "Let's make a circle around the schooner, and then go a trifle closer to the shore," suggested Joe Summers. This was agreed upon, and the Sea Wa11derer, which had been brought to a stop at the first sight of the savages, was started ahead. They made a complete circle about the anchored schooner, creating a great deal of excitement among those upon her deck, and then made direct for the shore where Jake Sterling stood among the;-natives. Our friends had no idea of making a lnnding among the villains, so when they were quite close the course of the Sea Wanderer was chang('d to an oblique "We will let them know thnt we don't care a continentnl for them," observed Fisher. "By Jove! they are going to make an attack on us if we will let them." This was true. Sterling and his men had already launched their boat, and the natives were busy shoving their canoes into the water. "I _think we had better get our rifles ready and give those fellows a good reception before we make off," said Reid. He had scarcely uttered the words when there was a sort of grinding shock, and the Sea W aiiderer came to a sudden stop. They had run upon a rock I CHAPTER XIII. STERLING IS SURPRISED. A howl of delight left the lips of Jake Sterling when he saw the Sea W aiiderer strike upon the rock. A boat loaded with men from the schooner c J uld be seen making for the sciene, and Sterling felt that the Sea Wanderer would surely fall into his hands. About half the number of the attacking party succeeded in reaching the Sea f,Vanderer at the next char g e they made, though many of them fell into the water with bullets in their carcasses. The natives were a very brave and reckless lot, and though it was an awiui galling fire that was poured upon them from the pilot-house of the submarine boat, they did not stop until they clambered upon her deck. The submarine craft was now in the villain's possession, but how was he to get inside, or move her? This was the question that came before him at that moment, and he grew very much puzzled. At length a happy thought struck him. He would get a cable from the scho o n e r and attach it to the Sea T anderer, and then, under the combined efforts of his own m e n and the savag es, s he could e as ily be pulled a s hore. S terling at once called out to the mutineers in t he other boat, and told th e m t o iso back to the schooner and get the strongest cable th e y could find aboard. This order was obeyed as soon as it was possible, and then the end of the cable was given to the savages, so they might make it fast somewhere. For some reason our friends had ceased firing upon the sav ages, and this gave them all the chance they wanted. But they could not find anything to make the cable fast to, and. much puzzl e d, the chief aSked Sterling what he should do. "Go to the stern and make it fast to the wheel!" exclaimed the mutineer leader. The blacks hastened to do this but finding a ring in the rndderpost just below the waterline, they endeavored to run the cable through it. They soon found it was necessary to put a man in the water to do the job, so a lithe, active fellow at once jumped overboard and swam to the spot. He took the end of the cable, and was just about to pass it through the ring, when, as if by magic, he suddenly disappeared from the surface A cry of fright immediately left the lips of the savages when they saw he did not rise again. "What's the mattP.r ?" shouted Sterling, as he observed the commotion the disappearance of the black had caused. The chief quickly told him. "It was only a shark, most likely," observed the villain; "try it ag'in." But not one of the natives could be induced to jump into the water again, so they tried to finish their job from the canoes. But the first fellow who reached beneath the water and attempted to pass the cable through the ring was quickly yanked downward and out of sight. Like the one that preceded him, he failed to come to the surface again. Two blacks now tried to do the job at the same time, and they succeeded without being interfered with. A yell of satisfaction left the throats of the savages, and Jake Sterling and his men joined them. "Now then, we'll pull her off!" cried the mutineer leader. "We'll tow her right ashore, too. Get ready, everybody!" The cable was passed from one canoe to the other, until all save the paddlers had a hold upon it. Then Sterling, who managed to keep nearest the shore, gave the word to pull. And the savages did pull with all their might. The moment the cable got a little taut the Sea W.anderer began to slide from th. e rock, and two minutes later she was being towed rapidly ashore. "There's an old saying that 'there is more than one way to kill a cat,'" cried Sterling; "and I guess that is about right. We are--" ..... He did not finish what he was going to say, for at that mement the Sea Wan direr suddenly sank from sight! A minute later the cable straightened eiut so quickly that it overturned the canoes right and left, and the savages were struggl ing in the water! CHAPTER XIV., NEW ARRIVALS. Our friends felt that they were placed in anything but a pleasant position when the Sea Wanderer came to a standstill npon the rock. When the hawser was brought, Qne of Reid's brilliant ideas struck him. shoot at them any more at present,'' said he. think they are going to have it all their own way. "Let them The only


I BRA VE AND BOLD. place they can make fast it us is at the stern below the water line. One of us can put on a diving suit and go out there, and as fast as they try to tie the hawser, they can be pulled under the water and drowned." "Good!" exclaimed Fisher. "Charlie, you put on the diving-suit and do the job yourself." The scheme really seemed to be a good one, so Re i d at once repaired to the water-chamber and donned the suit. He had no difficulty in making his way to the stern after once leaving the vessel, as the huge rock the Sea Wand er er re s ted upon was comparatively smooth and level. The sun made enough light for him to see in the small depth of water he was in. and just as he got to the stern he saw the black come down the surface with the end of the cable. With a swift movement, Reid seized the fellow and dragged him to the bottom. There happened tobe a fissure in tt11' rock close by, and he im mediately jammed him in it. "That fixes you," thought the daring man in the diving-suit; "and I guess it will surprise your friends up there." He held his foot upon the savage until his struggles ceased, and then again turned his attention to the stern of the submarine boat. A moment later he had pulled the second black below the surface, disposing of him as he did the other. "Now then," mused Reid, "come to think of it, I guess I'll let them make fast to the Sea Wanderer. They will pull us off the rock, and then we can drown the whole business. I'll get inside right away and report." He quickly maae his way insid' and informed his companions of the amendment to his original When the savages got the hawser fast and started to pull the vessel off the rock, Joe pressed the key to back ''I'll assist them all I can," said he, with a smile. When they were away from the rock he pressed the key to sink, and down they went. "Now, then!" exclaimed Ben, "let her go ahead at full speed!" Five minutes later they arose to the surface. All hands rushed to the pilot-house to what had become of their enemies. The sight tha:t met their eyes was a comical one, to say the least. The hawser had broken under the strain and nearly all the little crafts that had started to tow them ashore were bottom side u.p, and the mutineers and blacks were swimming and making ridiculous efforts t get them ashore or into shallow water. "Jake Ste rling got more than he bargained for that time," laughed Bill Fisher. "He ought to have known better than to try anything like that." Their course led them directly past the mouth of the stream, which ftowed underground to the lake on the island they han experienced their main adventures upon, and which also led t o the cavern they proposed to explore on the morrow. They were pretty well inshore when they passed it, and as they looked that way were <1.stonished to see a ship's boat hauled upon the beach. There was a mast in the boat, from which hung the remains of a woman's colored shawl and a bit of tattered canvas, which had evidently been used as a sail. "Jee-rusalem !" exclaimed Fisher. There are some other white people around here besides the mutineers and ourselves. That boat looks as though it' might have brought some unfortunate castaways here." "V\Thich is enough to warrant us to investigate," added Ben. It was well toward sunset, but our friends deemed it their duty to learn, if possible, what had become of those who came .to the island with the strange boat. So the prow of the S e a Wand er er was turned shoreward, and a few minutes later she came to a stop within ten feet of the boat. Remembering their late experience with the island's inhabitants, they were very cauti o us about going ashore, and it was not until they were pretty sure that no savages were about that Ben and Bill Fisher sprang ashore and made their way to the boat. The couple no soo ner reached it than they were satisfied that it had really brought one or more unfortunates to the island, and that, too, but recently. And there were further signs to show that the natives had been there. The inside of the boat was literally bespattered with blood and there were other evidences of a fearful struggle having taken place. As Ben gazed upon this scene a sickening feeling came over him. It instantly occurred to him that the persons the blood had flowed from had been killed arrd carriedoff to the village of the cannibals to be eaten. As he bent over the gunwale of the boat to make a closer examination, be was horror-stricken at the sight of a shoe, which certainly had been worn by fomale "Look at that!" be exclaimed. "The black fiends have captured a woman. We must go te her assistance." "Right you are, Ben returned Fisher. "The chances are that my old cane will have to do some more business. Come on; we will go aboard and get up to the cannibal village before dark." Leaving the IJoat as they had found it, they went aboard the Sea Wanderer and reported the discovery they had made. Ben brought the shoe with him, thinking that, if they were lucky enough to rescue its owner, it might be of some use to her. The submarine boat backed into the middle of the stream, and then Joe Summers caused her to descend below the surface. "Now for the lake!" exclaimed Ben, turning the electric light on and seizing the wheel. The next minute th e y darted ahead, and in a short time the subterranean passage was reached. As soon as the vessel got through into the Jake Joe caused her to rise. It was not yet dark, though it was fast getting that way. Ben steered the S e a Wand er er straight for the village, and a minute or two later they were able to see what was geing on there. The savages were gathered about the square in its center, and many of them appeared to be crazed with alcohol. It was plain that the d eath of the king had not stopped the fes tivities of their gala day, for they had hoisted his body to the top of a pole, and were even now throwing i:nud balls at it. In the center of the square a huge fire was burning, and upon this two human bodies were roasting. \Vhile our friends were gazing at these fiendish proceedings a startling thing occurred. A scream of terror rang out, and they perceived two young and pretty girls running toward their boat I CHAPTER XV. THE SISTERS. "By Jove! there are two girls!" cried Ben Mellville, in a voice of astonishment. "Yes and they have got to be brought aboard," replied Joe Summers.


18 BRAVE AND EOLD. "Make for the bank, so we can get ashore I" exclaimi!d Bfll F i sher. "Ben and I will do the job." The prow of the Sea War.aerer toblched the bank just the fleeing girls were caught by a couple of the natives. "Stop that, you black hounds!" shouted Fisher, waYing his cane in a threatening manner; "the white spirit won't allow it." Then be leaped ashorO much so as to hinder them from telling the sto r y of how they came to be there. Their names were Jennie and Markham, and they were the daughters of the of the brig Mascot, wL:cb had foundered at sea two days before. They and two sailors had b een the only ones s::ivcd when the brig went down, a j in one of the ship's boats they m a naged to reach the island abottt the m ddle of the a ftern oon. Almost the instant they lande d a crowd of sarnges burst from the bushes and killed the two sailors before they could make a 'move to defe nd themsel\'l!S. The t wo girls also sta ted that they were twins, aged sixteen, and, with the exception of a maiden ai-.nt, 1\'110 re sided in New York, they had not a living r ela tive, Jennie aod Mattie were shown to a cosy little rooni just aft of the saloi1 of the vessel, and t hen Joe caused "Big Island, and arriving there. they went below the surface before entering the stream, so the sisters mig ht have no un pl easant recollections fro m lhe sight of the ship 's boat on the beach Joe concluded not to go to the surface at all befo.n; the cavern, so they kept on at half speed, and in due time entered the lake. After that it did not take to run to the passage thal led into the cavern. As the tide was favorable, they soon got ins.ide, and then the boat can1e to the surface. The deck door was thrown open and a fresh supply of air came in, though where it came from was a mystery to all hands. The wcnderful electric light iltumlned the vast cavern with a sort of ghostly glare, and many were the expressions of alarm that came from the lips of the sister:> as they the scene from a wi!1dow of the pilot-house. "Now then, Samson, which way do we go?"' asked Ben, addressing the cook. "Straight for de north," was the reply. "We go till de wall of de cavern step us, and d e n de tide, which am berry funny in here, do de re st." "\V c will all o w that you know, as .)'ou have been here before," said Bill "Let her go. Ben." The boy did so. alll1 The rate of spee d at which the Sea TV a11dcrrt-\Va! was so m ething terrific. ''" It appeared as if the boat h1d entered a rtion w<:ll, and \he bottom had sn utside. "Yes," returned Samson; "we now drift.along wif de current n little way. and den come to siill water." A sigh of relief went up from all They decided unanimously that they ad just experi(mred the mo' st remarkable event of their lives. "Keep her steady, Ben!" cried Gus Simonson. "Vic are as fast as a horse can trot I''


BRAVE AND BOLD. ''I have her as s t e ady as a clo ck," was the young fellow's reply "My I but we are going !" On either side of them a wall of solid rock could be seen and it was no ea s y task to keep the vess e l straight. Afte r the y hac glid e d a long for about ten minutes the speed b e gan to gradually slacken and in ten minutes more they w e re calmly floatiIJ upon the surface of a broad lake which th e professor estimated to be at least half a mile below the level of the sea. Charley Reid opened the deck door and went outside for the purpose of getting a better view of their surroundings and at the same time to ascertain if there was any air in the vast underground cavern fit for breathing purposes. He found that the latter was the case for beyond a damp, misty atmosph e re the air was almost as good as that to be found at the earth' s surface, As far as Reid could see, he judged the lake not to be over two or three acres in extent. The shores on all sides seem e d to be covered with a golden sand, and looked very beautiful ind e ed. Being a little awa.y from the brilliant liiht in the pilot-hous e he couhi see objects much plainer, so, after a couple of minutes of observation, he went ins ide and r e ported. "Dere are diamonds and t'ings in de a-d den sand ," said Sam son. "De good captain who build de Sea Wandirer git a few once but he no all<.lw de men to hab any. He say dat riche s were a curse to all man.kind an dat dey no need any more d.;m de wages he pays dem." "I agree with him that riches are a curse spok e up Bill Fisher, "but still I wouldn t mind ha v ing so much money that I wouldn't know what to do with it." This remark caused his companions te laugh for the first time since tht1y started to descend inte the cavern. Even the girls smiled, and Mattie ooserved that Mr. Fisher was a philosopher of no mean caliber. "I propose that we go ashore and see what the golden sand does contain suggested Joe from his seat at the beyboard. A greed!" cried all h a nds. The prow of the submarine boat was turned to the nearest shore and in a very short rime it grated upon the sand. "Look out for de clay-eaters," cautioned Black Samsan. "Dey bery ugly people." "All right, returned Fisher. "I don't think it would be ad visable for any one to ao far fr o m the boat.'' After a short discussion it was d e cided that all save Charlie Reid and Samson, the cook, should go ashore and examine the sand The twin sisters were much clated at the prospect of setting foot upon the shin ing s hore of the lake and, under the escort of Ben and Joe, they stepped from the vessel's prow to the sandy beach. Fishe r, Simo n s on and Professor Lehman follow e d, and by aid of the electric light they began examining the glittering s t uff. After about five minutes of this pleasant pastime, Jennie sud denly came across a bit of stone that resembled a piece of cut glass. "I have found a diamond!" said she, with a laugh. "It is, sure enough," cried the profe s sor, taking it in his hand, "That is worth at least five hundred dollars, Miss Markham. You are a very lucky young lady." That was not all the precious stones there were there either, as was prov e n a moment later when Gus Simonson picked up one as large as a hickory nut. The man was s o d e lighted over this that he threw his hat in the air and uttered a hurrah. All the money I have ever had I have had to work for," said he; but I gue ss if I ever g e t to New Y ork w i th this f e llow I'll be able to take it ea s y the rest of my life. If the one Miss Markham just picked up i s worth five hundred dollars, this one is certainly worth tw e nty thou sand!" "Ha rdly ," returned the professo r, "but it ought to bring nearly half that amount. "Well, I'll find another, then;" and Gus set to work to make his word good. To the astonishment of his companions, he did find another diamond, and it was fully as large as the first, at that. For the second time he uttered a loud hurrah, and Bill r e marked that. if he found anoth e r he would surely go crazy. I must find one to be even with Jennie," said Mattie, and she w ent diligently to w ork searching for it. But it see med that there was 10 m o re in that lea s t within the radms of light thrown out by the lamp in the pil o t-house. Ben suggested that Simonson and the profe ssor go aboard the Sea Wand e r er to move her farther along the beach, so a furthel' search for the precious stones could be made. "Yes, i:-o on," chim e d in Fi s her. "We will stay here on the bea c h am! follow the boat along "I don't care much whether I find any more or not," exclaimed Gus. But I don't blame the rest for wanting some. So com e on. pro fessor; let s give them a show." The two clambered aboard and prepared to move the vessel. Simonson had scarcely taken hold of the wheel when he heard a shout from the shore Glancing in that direction he beheld the five they had left there struggling in the midst of a swarm of dwarfish-looking men. "Heavens!" he cried. and the young people in mu s t save them "The clay-eaters have got Bill Fisher thbr clutches I Get out the rifles; we His comp a nions quickly fallowed him to the deck, but they w e re too late for at that moment the natives of the undergrounc place darte d throu:h an opening in the side of the cavern, ini:the diamond searchers with them. A feelinc of dismay, intermingled with came over them, and, with pale faces, they gazed blankly at each other. "Dat will be de last of Mi s ter Fisher, an' Ben, an' Joe an' de poor girls!" exclaimed Black Samson, with chattering teeth. "De clay-eaters kill em all, suah I" "No, they won t,'' repli e d S i monson, brightening up a lrifle; "not if Bill Fisher has a gh o st of a show. He is as good as a whole regin:".!nt in time of dan ger" The profe s sor sho o k his head s a dly, but saidnothing. "'We must not stay here,'' cried Charlie Reid fingering his rifle nervously. "If our friends have got to die we may as well die trying to save them." "Nobly spok e n, R e id ," s a id the professor "Samson, you stay here with the boat till we come back, even if you have to remain until all the provisions are eaten. Don't thrust your head above the deck." All riiht, s ah ;"and the face of the darky was almost gray with fright as he spoke The three were just about to spring ashore when so;mething of a very startling nature happened.


20 BRA VE AND BOLD. The form of a man attired in a diving-suit suddenly emerged from the water, and staggering along a few paces, fell in a heap apon the glittering sand I CHAPTER XVII. STERLING IS IN LUCX. The man in the diving-suit was none other than Jake Sterling, the mutineer. He had secured the diying-suit, which was the one Reid had once worn, from Beano, a newly chosen king of the island. A co11ple of days went by. Sterling passed his time about equally between the schooner and the savage village, where he lived with the new king. He had some one continually on the watch for the Sea Wan derer, and when the wonderful vessel appea red near the island, and went below preparatory to entering the creek on her way to the underground home of th"' clay-eaters, she was seen by a man who was stationed at !ht" top of a tall tree about halfway between the village and the shore. This man was one of the former crew of the submarine boat, and he knew enough of her to be satisfied that tllose inside her intended to come up the creek below the surface. So he descended the tree and hurried to Jake Sterling to re lJOrt. The moment the m11tineer leadef' heard this he ordered the to be brought to him. "\Vhat are yer goin' ter do, cap?" asked one of the men. "I've got a thunderin' good plan, if you fellows will help me ellrry it out, an' them aboard ther Sea J Vanderer does one thing that I want 'em to," replied the villain, as he hurried into the rubber suit. "What is the 1Jlan ?" asked a number of the men in a breath. "I'm goin' to go down in the water right here, an' stand on the bottom till ther boat comes along; an' then, when she slows down a little before enterin' ther tunnel, I may be able to catch hold of ther ring on ther rudder an' git a tow inter thcr lake. If 1 kin do this, I'll climb up on deck an' smash a big hole in ther window of ther pilot -house, an' drown ther whole business inside I" "But the boat will never be any good after you flood her with water I" exclain;ied one of the villains. "Oh, yes, she will," was the reply. "I heard ther that made her uy that her machinery was well protected for an ac cident of that kind, and that it was rigged so she could be pumped out as soon as the hole that let the water in was stopped up. Now, just put some wind in this sack, an' screw my helmet on, an' I'll go down. The minute I'm out of sight you fellows go over 4er the edge of the Jake in the village an' watch for me. Now, then!" The helmet was properly adjusted, and the air sack filled by means of a small pump that was attached to it. and the daring villain was ready to carry out the remarkable plan. Seizing hold of a rope, he made a sign, and his companions lowered him over the side of the schooner The moment Sterling's head was below tl1e surfarA be let "fl the rope, and then--He landed lightly upon a slowly-moving body! A thrill of joy shot through the man's frame. "Great sea-dogs!'' be thought, "if this ain't ther Sea Wanderer my name ain't Jake Sterling! Was I ever in such luck before?" True enough I The had descended just as the submarine boat was passing, and, under circumstances that were really won Qerful, he landed plump on the di:ck of the vessel within six feet of the stern I And the moment he got there he lay down flat and clung for dear life. Our friends in the pilot-house did not once look toward the stern; they were continually looking ahead, not dreaming that danger could come from any other direction. On went the submarine boat through the passaie into the lake, and then into the cavern. When it began togo down the we11-like place with lightning speed Sterling became so badly frightened tl1at he lost his hold and became separated from the Sea Wanderer. He was more dead than alive when he struck the bottom a few minutei tater, and 1t was some time before he could 'gather himse)f togecher sufficiently to make an effort to save his liJe. Dut at length he began walking along the bottom as fast as he could, under the circumstances, and in about ten minutes he found that he was going up a slight ascent. Presently he saw a bright light shining through the water, and' a si&h of relief escaped his lips, for he knew it was that made by the electric light in the pilot-house of the Sea Wanderer. Nearer and nearer he approached to the surface, and at length, faint and nearly exhausted, he emerged from the water. A bed of glittering sand lay before him. and with a mighty effort he upon it, and then feU unconscious to the ground I \ Vhen he came to, a few minutes later, he found himself lying on the deck of the submarine boat, his helmet off, and the faces of Professor Lehman, Gus Simonson, Oiarlie Reid and Black Samson, the cook, bending over him. "How came you here, Sterling?" demanded the professor. "I don't know," replied tll\: villain. "Give me a drop of brandy, will you? I am nearly dead!" "You don't know?" echoed Gus Simonson, as he tendered him a glass of brandy. "Come now, the quid;er you tell us the better it will be for you!" As Reid had him covered with a reyolver, Sterling thought it proper to make a statement, and he did so. "I'll tell you all I know about it,'' said he. "One of my men fell overboard from the schooner last night, and about half an hour ago I put on this diving-suit, which was given me by the natives, and went down to look for the body. Somehow I landed on top of your boat, :md T hung on because I was afraid to let go, until something happened that made me let go, which you know, of course, was when we struck the place where we came down like a shot. I managed to walk along the bottom and reach the shOTe, where you found me. That's all there is of it." "I believe the most. pa rt pf your story is true, Ster! ing, so we shant ask you to explain any further," spoke up Simonson. "Now, Reid, we must go and se if we can find our lost com panions. Professor, you and Samson hold this fellow a close till we come back." "All right," replied the professor. "Hurry, and do all in your power to save 1hem." The next minute Simonson and Reid sprang ashore and started on the trail of the clay-eaten. The professor then held his revolver pointed at Jake Sterling's head, and ordered Samson to take the diving-suit from him. The villain did not offer to make any resistance until the job was nearly completed, and then, with a sudden move, he knocked the weapon from the hand of the professor. Before the negro knew what had happened, Sterling drew his own heavy revolver and i;truck him a blow upon the head that completely took away senses! As quick as a fia:.h ti1e mutineer was upon his feet, and the ,.,


BRAVE AND BOLD. 21 professor, who was not much of :a fig-htin:g man, anyway, was served in the same m am1er .. 1 guess the Seo Wat1dcrer belongs to me now!" exclaimed Jake Sterling, as he proceeded to bind the two unconscious men with the same rope they had intended to hold him a captive with. "'! 01ay be a fcol someti mes, but at others l am about as smart a.; they make 'em!" CHAPTER XVIII. l'l,1RS1,1.1Ul. Meanwhile, Fisher, Joe and Ben had been having a hard time. The rus h of tb c underground dwellers was so sudden that our friends hardly comprehendep tl1eir meaning until they were itized :md rendered powerless to act. Fisher made a mo ve to use h js c:au!;! 1.1po11 them, but he wao to.o la te. The clay-eaters had a supply of peculiar-looking netting with them; this. t h ey wound around the bodies of the tive iu an exceedingly short space of time, The two girls uttered screams of terror, and Ben u\anagcd to make one call fo r help; then they were whi&ked away int.G a dark passage that opened in the wall a few yards from the glittering sand of t he beach. The passage was not ove r a hundred yards in ltngth, and ooce through this they emerged into a broad cav.eru of unlimited extent. which was lighted by a strange, unnatural gbre. The m o b of strangj! little men, who had captured ou r friends s o neatly, procee d e d along for perl1;ips half a mile, and t h cl) they came to a collection of l ow squatty huts built o f m ud and sto n es. "Th.ii mu t be the place where these fullo\n live," sai d Blll Fisher, ;1ddr.essing his com panio n s a <:aolly as ihougb the y were making a tour of in the remarkable under i'round placf!, of b eing J?risoners. Joe answel'ed witil a sort of groan. J w dnde r what t h ey intend t-0 do with us?" sai d he. ''No doubt inti;:nd to kill us," r e pl ie d Ben; "but we inust not let the m." "/;.n d we w on't, either," exclaimed Bill Fisher. "My ilrms and my are bound tig!Jtly to my sides by this n et, but I'll work them loo e before long, apd wh en I do I'll makf! it inter';!sdug for so:-ae of 1'hc clay-eaters carried their captiYC5 straight to the cen te r pf the collection of huts, and deposited them upon the g round side by side. Jennie and .Mattie w ere s;ooscious of what wa taking plaee, but they were too terrified to speak. The boys tried t-0 e11cou.rage them, and w ere part ]; suacessfol. T h ei r captors, who really l ooke d m ol'e like anim als than men, did n o t seem to be in any hurry to kill them, if they meant to do snch a thing at all, but busied themselves at stirring 11 Jiort of paste in a m1mbcr of p ots that w en; hanging orer fires. A sort of soft c oa l seemed to be the fuel that frd the and ther, burne d brig htly t'nough, and Pnt out a g oo d supply o f h ea t 11s well. Bill Fisher lay C}llite n ea r one of them, ancl h e soon. found it so h o t a s to b e uncomfortable. But he n o tic e d sometJnng e l6e, also, and tlut was that the heat caused the strand s the net was c omposed of to stre tch. He found this out by exerting him elf occ:i6ionall), and when he knew that it w:is po ssible for h im to free hi s arm s he quickly the tidings t o his companions. This caused them all to grow h o pefuJ, for they felt that U1ey could a gogd stand as-ainst the clay eater5 if they only had tile opportunity to make a fight Meanwhile Fisher kept on working away at th e pecu!ia; 4oruis that held him powerless. ln five minutes' time his right arm waii free! Then it was but the work of a moment to sever the re5t of the net wit h his kn ife b ec ause the clay-eaters were now engaged in eating the stuff they had been cooking in tlie pots. As they were gathered all around their captives, they thought it unn ecessa ry to watch them, and this just suited Bill Fisher's p urpose. It did not t a ke him l o n g to decide upon a pla n of action. The instant he was entirely free from the meshes of the net he coolly leveled his cane at a group o f the dirtylooking littl e men, and press e d 1he hidden spring. I t was the be,st thing he could have dene, for, as one of the clay-eaters tumbled over dead, the rest, who were near enough to sec what had taken place-, immedia tely gathered in a crowd about th e b od y "Now I guess we'll m.ove !"' e"claim e d Fisher, as he quick ly $eve r e d th e meshes that b o und Ben. With wo nderful quickness Ben made his way to the side of the: girls, and cut th e m loose_ The lame m a n performed a like for Joe, and then all hands silently arose to their feet. Luckily for them not a single weap o n had been taken from them, s o the male memb e r s of tl;e little party felt comparatively eaijy. "We'll m ove with as little n o ise as p pssib le until the fiends see tis, and then we'll give them a volley and run fo r it," adv ised B ill Fis h e r So intent were the unde r ground inh abitants in examining the b o dy of their rompanion who had died so suddenty that they had 11o t yet l ooked in the siirectlon of our friends. With Fisher in the lead they started to cross the open space i1;1 the vast cavem, and find the passage ihat would take them to tbc shore where the S e o W a n d crer lay. They had probably got two hundre d yards from the collection of h uts when the clay-eat ers sod d enl y observed th e m. Give them a volley!" cried Ben. Both he and h a d their rifles with them, and they prompn sent h alf a d oze n sho ts into the mass of strange-looking people \heir action had it s effect, for the und erground d e nizens came to a halt as though by magic, and b ega n yelling like so many demons. Then the boys seized ho l d of tile sisters' hands, and the five ra n with all possible speed. They succeeded in getting a good lead before the clay-eaters aga i n in pursuit, and though they could not run as fast as t}l(l inhuman-looking little creattires, they bade fair to get to the passage ahe a d of th em. On they ran, Bill Fisher in the lead, making lightninglike bouJJds by the aid of his wonderful. cane, Suddenly they heard a shout coming from some point ahead of them. "Jee-rusalem !" cried Fisher. "Here comes Gps aw Charlie; ntiw. I guess we will make the clay.utvs oat a llttle le;id for a change!" Sure enough, Simonson a11d Reid were hurrying to meet them Half a m inute more the;v join e d them. Then all hands made for the mouth of the passage, wh!ch was now but a fevf y a rds dist a nt. 'W h e n they reached it thei.r pursuers were pretty close behind


22 BRA VE AND BOLD. them, and Fisher reck ; med that they had just about enough time to get aboard the Sea Wand er er. Through the dark pa s sage they rushed, the yells of the underground savages sounding nearer eve ry iecond. Reid and Simonson fir e d a couple of shots at them to make them halt for a moment, and theft they dashed on. Ben uttered an cry as they em e rg e d from the passage, but it was quickly turned to one of di s m a y Instead of finding the wekome light of the Sea Wanderer to guide them in safety, au was in total darkness I CHAPTER XIX. !>IRE MISFORTUNE. "The S.ea Wanderer has gone and left us!" exclaimed Ben. "Impossible!" crie.d Gus Simonson "We left her but a few minutes ago1 with the tight in her pilot-house brightly s hining." "And witn a prisoner on board added Charlie Reid. "A prisoner!" echoed Bill Fisher; ''who?" "Jake Sterling!" "That settles it, then," said the lame man; "I haven't time to hear how Sterling got aboard, but if he was the re you can de pend upon it he is to blame for our boat not being here. Now, then, Vi' must hide-and that at once!" "Keo close to the w all, thm, and we may find a niche large enougt to hide in," whispered Ben. The clay-eaters were evm now pouring out of the pas s age, and, acting on Ben s advice, he party crept along close to the wall. Luckily for our friends, the underground inhabitants had no lights with them, and this m a de them proce e d in a slow and cautious manner thfl: mement they got in the d a rkness B e n took the lead, holding fast to Jennie's hand, and he was clo s ely followed by the rest. For about thirty yards he walked along, keeping close to wall all the while, and then he suddenly came to a narrow op e ning. "Here we are!" he exclaim e d, in a low tone; "foll o w me He squeezed into the op ening, and the re s t quickly foll o wed. They found ther were in a narrow cleft which extended a long distance, as far as they knew, for they proc e eded at least fifty feet before they came to a halt, and they had not reached the end of it yet. The pl'ace was so narrow that they were forced to remain in single file, and even then they were wedged in pretty tightly. "The little demons will have a good time getting us out of here, I reckon," muttered Bill Fisher. "I think I can kill them as fast as they come in." t was their policy to remain perfectly quiet, so they did so. At the expiration of five m i nutes they heard a n o ise wh ich informed them that the clay-eaters had discovered the narrow place they were hid ing in, and were coming a f ter th em. The moment Fisher was si 1re of this he leveled his cane in the direction of the entrance and pressed the spring. A howl of pain immediately followed this action, so he followed it up by sending h a lf a dozen more bullets in quick succession "I'll block the pla ce up with their dead carca s ses," he whis pered to Gus Simonson, "and by that time I reckon they'll let us alone." At every sound he heard the lame man discharged his won derful air-gun, and each time he did so a death-cry or a howl of pain followed. \\'hen he had exhausted the magazine of his weapon he quickly charged it again; but there was no further need of doing any more shooting just then, for the cla y -eaters had vacated the passage leaving their dead and wounded behind them. "Suppose we go on a little farther, and then, after a reasonable time, come out?" suggested Ben. "(;{) ahead," replied Fi sher from his place in the rear. The boy started forward, his companions following close behind him. Ben had scarcely taken over half a dozen steps when the ground gave way beneath his feet, and he \vent shooting downward through space! And Jennie Markham was so dose to him that before she could halt she, too, went shooting downward. The shriek that came from the girl s lips caused a thrill of korror to shoot through the frames of those behind her. "J ee-rusalem I" exclaimed Bill Fisher; "what has happened there ahead?" "Ilcn and Jennie have fallen into some sort of a pit," returned Joe. "I came within a n ace of following them." "Strike a lig ht, s aid Charlie Reid. Joe, who had not thought of this before, promptly struck a m a tch. Before him was a yawning hole, which, as far as he could see, appeared to be bottomless. He quickly informed his companions of this, and a deathly silence followed. Of all the accidents aod incidents that had befallen the party sinc e th e y left New York. this app eare d to be the worst. As so o n a s he could recover himself, Joe called out the names of Ben and Jennie. But there was no response. Then all hands joined in shouting, but the same result fol lowed. "I am afraid that is the last of them," said Gus Simonson, wi t h a groan. B e for e any one could make a reply the narrow passage was sudd e nly illuminat e d with a lig ht. Almost instantly a fierce yelling and chattering came to their ears. The cl a y eaters had returned with lighted torches, and evidently meant to cit her kill or capture the party! * * * Professor Lehman felt very much humiliated and frightened at the sudden turn of affairs. As had been before stated, he was not the sort of a man to deal with an unprincipled scoundrel, and his ignominious defeat cut him keenly. The blow h e had received was not hard enough to c a use him to remain unconscious longer than a few minutes, and the moment he came to, he compr e hended the situation "I gness I own the S eir now," said Jake Sterling, with a grin. "Your friends, who w e re foolish enough to go ashore, can stay th e re now as long as they live. I happen to know the way out of this place, an' I'm goin' ter start as soon as this curious tid e gets ready ter do l:her bus iness." "Even if you do know how to get the boat out of this place, you cannot do it alone," ob s erved the profe ss or. "I know that well nough; you have got ter help me I" "I refuse to do so." "You do, hey? W e'll see about that." I Sterling was a powerful man and seizing the professor, who was by no means a lig h t wei g h t h e dra gged h im to th e cha i r in front of the keyboard that governed the machinery of the sub marine boat. Seating him in the ch a ir, he coolly tied him fast, and then cut the rope that h e ld his h a nds behind his back "Now!" exclaim e d the villain, "if you don't do exactly as I say I'll kill you, a s sure as my nam e is Jake St e rlin g Huge bead> of perspiration broke 011t upon the professor's brow. \Vas he to he comp elle d, in orde r to his life to take away the only chance o f saving the lives of his companions? As he thought over it, he up his mind that, e ven if he did do as Sterling said. bt' would be killed as soon as the villain had done with his services. Then he resolved to refuse to do his bidding, and, if it was necessary, to die then ancJ. there. So, in a voice that trembled slightly, he exclaimed: "Ja h Sterling, I shall not touch the keyboard I Kill me if you like l" ''You will change your mind in a minute." was the retort. "To show you that I mean business, I'll cut off one of your ears. If you don't do as I say then, I 'll cut ofI the other; then your nose n ext; and if that don't bring you to your senses, out will go your eyes!" ''You fiend in human form I you dare not I" almost screamed the professor. "Dare not?" and with a diaholical chuckle Sterling drew his knfe and seizing one of the !trckless man's ears, cut into the flesh that joined it to the side of his head I As the w a rm blood trickled down his face, the professor knew th:it the scoundrel meant to keep his word, and all his courage left him. "Don't be so 'Cruel!" he cried wildly i "I will do M you sar.


BRA VE AND BOLD thaug_h I hould be 5lain for goinll back on mv friends and asso ciates. Don't cut my ear off, Sterling, please don't l" Ha, ha. ha!" roared the qrntineer leader. kicking the prostrate form oi the: negro cook to further his of delight; 'I thought that wot1ld fetch yon. Professor, it would just. lie fun for me to carve your fat carcass into mincemeat. Now, then, nm ther boat over ter the other side of the lake. an' put out iher light." Rt>luctantly the pcor man did as directed. Now."' went on the villain, "as soon as the tide turns we will g-o up the flume and get out of this.'' .And Professor Ldiman there, the perspiration streaming dO\vn his face, and the blood from his wounded ear trickling upon his shirt collar and dyeing it a crimso n hue. Tl1e seconds flitted into minutes. and the minutes rolled into hours, and still the situation remained unchanged. But st1ddenly there cnmc a roaring sot1nd, and the Sea 'Wan derer bt-gan 11:liding through the wate r of h e r own accord. Faster and she went, until al lenglh she entered a narTurn <'11 the .. commanded Ste-rling. "Tn two minutes more we will be goini; 1.1P like a of grea sed lightning!" without a word, the professor turned on the electric light. Thw there came ,. mighty roar, and, true to Jake Sterling's p;edictio11, the si1 marine boat b egan shooting upward! CHAPTER XX. BliN AND JENNlE. Ben went flying through space it was so sudden that he was unable to utter a crv. He was of hearing n wild scream al.>o,r him, and then he struck a slanting piece of grot111d. :ind with a rattling of loosened earth aad he went down a$ lhough he were on a tobog-gau slide. \\'hizz-rattle I Bump-bump! D ow n he went for a period of perhaps ten seconds. and then he landed in a bed of soft sand. He was n o t rendered ttnconscious. o tht instant he struck he made a move to scramble ;o his feet. But before he conlj ec t him in the hack and he pitched headlong into the sand again. A muffied shri came ta hi> ears, and thrn tll was still. "Great Scott!" cried Ben, scrambling to his feet; "where am l. anyhow?" the only answer to his question was the echo of his own \'O!Ce. Then he dr;!w a match from hi pocket and strnck it. A9 the A.arcd up he beheld the 11ncon:;cio11s form of Jennie M;ukham lying almost at his feet. Ben gave a startled cry, and locked 11p as though he expected to see the of hi> companions come tumbling down. But no such thing happened. so he bent O\"e r the unconocious girl and found sh:: was still living. 'Jennie-Jennie! wake t1p!" he cried. ''Are yot1 hurt?"' This had the effect of recalling her to her senses, and, with Ben's assist:mce, she arose. "N'o. J am not hurt," she replied. "I became so frightened rhat I fainted, that is all. But whne have we fallen, anyhow?" "I have no idea: but I will say that I nc,er experienced such a sensation as I did when I roll e d down that decline." Do yon think we: ca.n get up again?" \Ve mttst." "Let us try, t hen. a t once; b11t we had bc.'tter call out to our friends to lel them know we are alive.'' That is so I" exclaimed Ben. "I never thought of that before." Raising his voice to its high,st pitch. he called loudly to those they had le{t so sudde nly above. But there came no response. Again and again he shouted. but with the same result. He lit >1inothcr match, and then the two gazed at each other with oale faces. Discharge your ritlc-pcrhaps they might hear that." said Jennie, in a faltering voice. Ben still had the weapon with him, as it had been strapped over his and, with a gleam of hope shooting from his e-yes, he unslung it. He quickly r emoved the dirt that had edged i.n the barrel, and then, pointillg the muzzle iu the air, pulled the trigger. The report was almo_st deafening in the pertt-up place, and wben !ls echoes had dled away the unfortunate l;>Qy and listened anxiously to see if it would be answered. /I. quarter of .a minute slipped Qy1 and then their hearts a botind, and a simultaneous of JOi'. left their ).ips. They heard the faint of 11 rifle. It soUF1ded so for away tl"l:it Ben could hardly f.o.rce himself to believe that he had fall1:11 and rolled SQ {ar. "I'll fire again," !i;tid he, and he (H)emptly did so, came the answer-this tinie two reports in rapid suc: cess1on "They know we are remarked Jennie. w1th a sigh of re lief; "now. the next thing is to get us out." "Vie mis-ht be able to do that ourse1vcs," replied Ben. "Come, let us make the attempt.'" another match, be took of Jennie's hand, and the pair. started for the pla.ce they sltd down in such an unceremomous manner. A few steps .brought th.em to the mouth of a sort of nat11ral chnte. and the ti;i<>t:'.l.nt Ben :; eyes rested upon the slippery incline. h e knew it wot11\1 be impossible for them to make then way up. Ifowcver. he made the attempt, more to satisfy his companion t!ion anything elc;e. It was impos sib le to go ten fttt up the chute, so steep and smooth was it! .-\\" c cann o 1 get up," said Ben; "our only chance is that our iri1n;; but tt wci.1: d have be.en much more if we could have all kept togeth e r.'' "Perhaps there is another way to get out," suggested Jennie, who, .trangc to say. was the more hopeful of the iwo. ''You am !" exclaimed Ben. "But if we should leave this place, and be unable to find it again, how would our friends know what had become of us, in case tliey do succeed in getting down here to rt>scue us?" '"'vVe could lea\"e some sort of a trail so we could know the way back." You are right, Jennie. You are we one to be leader; I shall do exactly as you say." "'Nell, come, then; the ground seems to be covered with soft sand, so we will drag our feet as we walk along, and that will make trail enough.'' "That is true; bnt how about a light? Our matches will soon l>e gone, you know." "\'/Ve must use them carefully, and go as far as we can. Who kuows but there may be a place to asc en d "'cry close by?" Ben argqerf qnestion no further. Taking his companion by 1he hand, he lighted another match, and started in a direction din, -ctly opposite to the mouth of the chute. They soon found themselves in a passage not over five or six feet in width, 11nd, with wildly beating they made their way along this. At intervals of about a minute. Ben would light a match. The ground con1in11ed to be of a sandy nature, so they had no difficulty in lea ring a plain trail. For about te.11 minutes they kept on. and then. just as Ben was about to strike another match, J en nie discovered light ahead. "\Ve must be careful now/' observed Ben. "It is quite prob able we arc iiearin g another villa17e of the clay-eaters." He tmslung b i s rifle, to have it m readiness, and then they made their way forward in a ca\ttious manner. Two .or three minutes later they to th.e mouth of the pas sage, and b e held a broad cavern, which W<.lS hghted by a fountain of fire in the c enter. As there was no sigi1 of the clav-eaters. they stepped out. 'What wonde rful pl.tee is this?" cried Ben. uWho would dream of finding a cavern where a person can live and breathe o many feet below the surface of the earth !" It is w onderful I" returned Jennie. 'If we only live to get back to ci\"ilization again, \\hat a remarkjable story we will be abk to tell." \Vlt!Mut another word, the couple started to walk along' the edgr of the e<1vcm, in the hope of finding a passage that would lead 1.h e m upward toward the surface of the earth. They had not been in the strange place oyer a minute before a deafening explosion rang out, and it began to literally rain fire! With cries of fright, the two sought a place of shelter.


BRA VE AND BOLD. It seemed as though a thousand rockets had exploded in the cavern, and the intense heat that came from the falling fire was something terrible. "Don't swoon, Jennie!" cried Ben, as they crouched against a wall of rock. "This is but a freak of volcanic eruption, most likely. This raining of fire gives me a strong hope of getting out of here." "Why?" questioned the trembling girl. "Because Black Sampson Spoke about Satan's abode being down here somewhere, and he no doubt referred to this cavern. If such is the case, we will be able to get Qut, for he has bten here." Flakes of living fire were falling pretty close to them, but they remained close to the wall, and thus escaped having their clothing burned. For fully ten minutes the strange phenomena lasted. Then it ceased as suddenly as it had begun, and Ben, taking Jennie's hand in his, started forward. He had not taken three st e ps before both uttered a cry of joy. They could see a st e adily burning light ahead of them, and hear the voices oi peop,' talking, not in the guttural gibberings of the da,>'-eating dwarfs, out in English. CHAPTER XXL THE TABLES ARE TURNED. It did not take long for the rising, bubbling, foaming water in the flume to bring the Sea W aiiderer to the lake above. Jake Sterling breath ed a sigh of relief as they came to the surface of the lake and began gliding in the direction of the submarine passage that led to the outside world. "I'll take her directly to the schooner and get my men aboard; then, after I've had a little rest, we'll go back to that place below, where I left the fools in the hands of the clay-eaters. My men want ter become rich, an' I told 'em they should. I guess there are ernmgh diamonds there ter give 'em all ther riches they want! An' then, ter sorter make things ri ght, we'll leave ther fool of a professor an' ther nigger down there ter hunt up their friends. Ha, ha, ha I" The villain laughed loudly as he concluded his string of thoughts, and the prof essor turned to see what caused his merriment "Never you mind about lookin' this way!" said Sterling. "Jest you keep your eyes on ther keyboard, an' do as I tell you. If you don't you know what will happen." The professor shrugged his shoulders uneasily. The blood was still trickling from his wounded ear, and he quickly turned his eyes to the keyboard. Black Samson still lay upon the floor, bound hand and foot. Occasionally, when Sterling was not looking his way, he would make an effort to burst the ropes tht held him, and, being a very powerful man, he was stretching them to their utmlllst tension. Just over the helpless form of the negro was a cage, which contained the pheasant cock Charlie Reid had brought aboard. The bird was so tame that Reid did not keep the door of the cage fastened, and it came out and flew lightly to the floor. Samson looked at the r1:>oster, and the bird returned the glance, with interest. "Come here, chick!" whispered the cook. "You bery good roo ster." As though it knew what the helpless man said, the pheasant utte red a shrill crow, and advanced a few steps. "What ih thunder is that?" demanded Sterling. "I didn't know we had a poultry show aboard this boat. Just wait a few minutes, my fine bird, an' I'll ring your neck for you. I reckon you'll do for my dinner." The cock kept on crowing, and, becoming exasperated Jake Sterling rang the bell for the professor to stop the motive power of the boat, and sprang after the pheasant, to make good his threat. But a genuine surprise awaited lfim, for, instead of flying about with a frightened cackle, the cock flew at his face in a savage manner, burying its sharp spurs in the villain's cheeks. Sterling uttered a yell of pain, and then. with a string of fright ful oaths issuing from his lips, strove to beat the bird off. In doing so, he stumbl e d and frll over the prostrate form of the darky, who, with a superhuman effo"rt, rolled over on top of him. "Now, den, professor I" yelled Samson, "untie yourselfquick !" The professor did not wait to be told twice. With remarkable quickm\SS, he untied the ropes that held him fast to the chair, and sprang ):tr his feet. Meanwh i le, Jake Sterling was struggling like a wild man. The professor sprang to Samson's assistance, cut his bonds, and, a moment later, Jake was overpowered, lying on the floor, bound hand and foot. Then he was locked up in the strong-room of the boat for safe keeping. Samson was delighted at what he considered the intelligence of the bird in starting the confusion so that the professor could free him s elf. "It neber do to lose you, old feller,'' said he. "Massa Reid no like to come back an' fiPd you gone; an', 'sides, you a bery good friend to de professor an' me." As soon as the bird was fastened in the cage, it crowed again, and the dusky cook grinned from ear to ear. The professor kept the boat cruising around well off shore for about three hours, and then he sank her, and they started for the cavern Samson managed to fairly well, though the professor deem ed it advisable to run very slow In due time they reached the lake near the village of the sav ages, and then they set about to find the passage leading to the underground lake. They soo n found it, but were forced to wait until the tide changed, in order to enter it. When it did change, the boat went in easily enough, and promptly mac;le for the wonderful flume. Here, again, they were forced to wait until the water got ready to lower. But they had not waited long when they heard a shout from the shore of the l ake, and, looking out of the pilot-house, they be held Yen and J ennie and two strangers beckoning and calling to them! CHAPTER XXII. DOWN THE FLUME AGAIN. ''We have found them!" cried Ben; and, if J ennie had been a boy, he would certamly have hugged her to express his joy. The light ahead and the voices were enough to make him be lieve that they were approaching Bill Fisher and the rest of their companions, so ht bounded forward, dragging the almost ex hau sted girl with him. A minute later, and they emerged into a vast cavern, which was lighted by some unknown electric force. Ben saw at a glance that it was not the one that joined the home of the clay-eaters. But before he had time to think over the matter two men came running toward him. They were strangers, and1 hardly crediting his senses, the stood spellbound in his tracks. "Hurrah!" cried one of the men. "We are so glad to meet a: human being once more!" "Who are you?" asked Ben, as he recovered from his astonish ment somewhat. "John Jamieson

\I BRA VE AND BOLD Then he told the two men to cheer up, and endeavor to forget about their hunger for a while. "We had just hit upon a scheme to get something to eat," said Hardy; "but when we saw you and the lady coming out of the bowels of the earth, we forgot all about 1t." "Go ahead and carry out the scheme," returned Ben. "We will help you all we can, though I am sorry to say we have not a morsel of food with us." Jamieson quickly produced a string, which he had formed by tearing his shirt into strips and knotting the pieces together. At one end of this a bent pin was attached, and, as the man held the contrivance llp for inspection, he said : "Vve were going to try our luck at fishing, but we can't find any bait." "There ought to be lizards over there on that wet rock," suggested Ben. "Have you looked?" "No," was the reply; "but we will right away." They quickly rushed to the rock, and Jamieson had the luck to capture one little lizard abotlt an inch long. This they cut into half a dozen pieces, and, baiting the hook with one of them, cast it overboard. It se e med that good luck was with the hllngry men, for in less than five minutes they succeeded in catching a good-sizf"d fish. Two more were catlght in the same manner, and then, their bait being exhausted, they set about preparing the fish for eating. There was a supply of driftwood on the shore, which had been sucked down from the lake above, and, with the one match he had left, Ben kindled a fire for them. The fish were soon cooked, after a fashion, and the men lost no time in devouring them, not forgetting, though, to offer Ben and Jennie a portion. As neither were hungry, they declined, and Jamieson and Hardy ate up everything but the bones. Meantime, Jennie had taken a seat on the dry sand, and; being very ti red. she soon fell asleep, though she tried hard to keep her eyes open. Afte r their meal, the two men excused themselves, and, going to a sp"lt a few yards distant, threw themselves upon the sand. "We haven't slept a wink since we have been in this place," said Hardy, "so, young man, if you will keep a watch so your friends won't come along and miss us, we will follow the young lady's example, and take a nap." "Go ahead retorted the boy; "I'll keep a good watch." A few minutes later the mates were sound asleep. B.en meant to keep awake, but, a short tim e after his com panions went to sleep, he began to feel very drowsy himself. He strove in vain to keep his eyes op.en, and fifteen minutes later he was sleeping as sound as the rest. He did not know how long he slept, but when he awoke it was with a presentiment that something pleasant was going to happen. And sure enough! When he arose, the first thing his eyes rest ed' upon was the Sea Wanderer lying calmly on the waters of the lake! .., Tli!e cry of joy th

Cl BRA VE AND again; and, v h e n B i ll Fishe r and h i s companions learne d t hat the S e a Wa11de r e 1 w as but a few ya r ds di s t a n t h e h i s can e in the air. and l e d the m in a loud c h e er. I t see m e d rathe r st range that t,\le e x p los i o n h a d occurre d at s uc h an o pp Mtune m o m et1t. b u t all w e r e very thankfu l fo r it. Realizing the p oss ibili t y of the cla y -eate r s coming to l earn what had ca u se d th e e x plosion, the y resohe d ro get a board their b oat at once. So, leaving the pas s age be hind the m the y hasten e d for the shore. Three minu tes l ater the y were safely aboard, a n d the sisters were cla s ped in each other's a rms. Reid fair l y hugge d his game-c ock when h e l eMned of the part the bird had played in turning the tabl e s up o n Jake S tcrlirt g and vowed tha t he would n o t ex c h a n g e h i m for the l a rgest d ia m ond tha t had been found in the s hini n g sand on the b eac h A s the y would b e force d to remai n there u n t il the tide got ready t o take 1he m u p the flume, J a mi eson and H ardy sa id t h e y w o uld like to run t he ri s k o f g oing as hore to s e a rch for some 4liamonds. Gus Si me nson \\"as r.:aJ y t o go w it h t hC:m so t h e h as tened ashore, and, with t he rt"st o f our frirnds standing o n the d ec k with l oade d ri fles, to guard a g ain s t an a ttac k fro m t h e cla y eaters, t hey were pretty sa fe They continued t11 e s e a r c h for o rcr a n h our, w it h e xcdl ent re sults, and the n came ab oard. "I guess we h ave go t c11ough fo r all hands," Simons on. "This cavern is the spot on the e a rth tod ay 1" "This sp o t i s n t o n t h e ea r th; it i s 1111dc r t h e surface of t h e e arth," correcte d Cha rli e R e i d "It d0c s n o t mat te r where it i s ," spoke up H a rdy; "we found s ixty-one d i-lmonds betwcit n t h e three of u s ." This was a fa c t as they soo n p r o ved. All h ands w ere sntis!ied to l eave the nnde r g rotmd pl a ce n o w and the y waited anx i o usly for the tide to change. It s eem e d a l o n g whil e before: it did but it h a ppen e d afte r a while, and up they went like a rocket. The extraordinary asc ent w a s m ade in saf e t y, and t he upper underground l a k e w a s r e a c hed. The y would be c o mp elle d t o w ait h e re u n ti l th e tide w ou ld l a ke them out thro u g h the su b terra n ea n passage, so a s i t was m ea l time, Bl a ck Samson provi ded a n exc:elknt r e p as t N o t wi shing t o st arve their pri so n e r Simon so n t ook so m e foo d t o Sterling. The v ill a in wa s r e ally v e ry h u n g ry, so, leavin g th e tra y o f e:t ablc s wi t h him Gus went b ack to di ne wi th h is comp1 ni o n s The meal was a v e ry piea sa n t o ne e s p ec i all y t o J a m i eson and Hardy, and it wa s a l o n g while b efo r e t h e y arose from t h e t a ble. I think w e h a d better start fo r N e w Y ork i n a day or two, ob se rv e d the professor. "For my part, I h ave h a d qui t e e n o ugh of S atan's Isl ands ." "We mus t exp l ore II p ortion of the old oc ean' s depths b efore we start for home," said Ben. "Yes, we have several diving s1tit s board. and R e id is th e onl y one who has put one on as yet ," a ddP d Joe. ''I sh o u l d like to d o n one of the suits and take a walk ui:io n the bottom of the s e a "So woulrl I if my game leg wou.1'1 a llow me ,' spokC\,up Fis her. "It mus t be time to go out thrt>ugh the pas s age now." ob served Ben, a few minutes l ater. This wa s true, for ev e n now the S e a Watderer was beginning to drift. Joe pres sed the key to sink, and the y ctlt below the s urface. The n the prow was p o int e d for the outkt, and away the y went. In exactly two minutes they outside in the lake. ''Let us go to the surface, and see how the savage vil!age looks, suggested Charlie Reid. Joe pre&scd the key to do so, but the submarine boat did not move upward a patticle I "There is something wrong!" h e excla imed. "I--" He did not finish the sentence for at t h a t m o m ent the S e a rVa11-dcre r settled down upon the bottom with a jar that nearly threw them off their feet I In vain did Joe and the professor !trlve to make the Vessel rise. It was no use, and there they were fast upon the muddy bottom of the lake 1 CHAPTER XXIV. HIS MAJESTY, J AKE STERLING! Jake S terling was in a nything b u t a pleasant mood when Bla ck S a m so n and t h e proiessor l ocke d him up in the str ongr oom ab oard t h e S e o T-Va nderar. He felt li ke k i clt ing himself again and aga in for all owing him to be .be a trn at hls own game. H e fretted and fu m e d fo r a l ong while. but at lengt h quieted down, and w ent t o s)eep. Whe n h e w oke, he felt a littl e bit eas i e r. and app eared to be res igne d to hi s fate / Sterling was quite su r e hi s r.a p tors d i d not intend to kill h i tn. H e kne w that from what h e heard the profe ss o r s ay; but s till he kit un easy e v e ry ti m e he thought of Samson, th e c.ook. \.Yh e n G us S imonsen brought him the food it was necessary to un t ie the capt i ve' s h ands ; but this m a de no

BRAVE AND DOLD "That's o n ly too true, cap,'' spoke up one of the others. "That infernal submarine boat, or something else, struck the schooner and knocked a hole in her bottom. She went down right away, and all hands went with her but the three of us." "And we only got ashore by ther skin of our teeth,'' added the man who had first spoken. This was startling news to Jake Sterling, and the way he swore and raved for the next few minutes was something ter rible. It occurred to him that he must certainly have been a prisoner aboard the Sta Wa11derer when the schooner was struck, whicft was the case, as the reader knows. And this fact made him feel doubly sore over what had hvernment !" The chorus of yells that followed this declaration was partly of rage and partly of applause, and when he saw that about half the crowd were with him Sterling felt as much elated as though he had been elected President of the United States. He endeavored to make a speech, but could not make himself heard. Five minutes later the entire crowd of savages were engaged In a free fight. Things promised to be very interesting for tho self-proclaimed king. CHAPTER XXV. :.\ LOOK AT THE BOTTOM OP THE !IE& 'A perplexed look came over the face of Joe Summers when Ii-. found the Sea Wanderer would not rise in the usual way "What can be the matter?" he asked. "We must investigate," returned Professor Lehman. "The pump works in the usual manner, but the water does not seem to leave the sea-chamber." "Ilen and I will below and make an examination," said Joe, rising from the chair in front of the keyboard. The two boys promptly left the room and hurried down the iron steps. As they came to the room Jake Sterling had been confined in, they saw the door was ajar! "Hello!" exclaimed Ben. "What docs this mean?'' He pushed the door open as he spoke, and found the prisoner was not there. Then, for the space of a few seconds, the boys looked at each other in blank amazement. "I know why we could not rise," said Joe, at length. "Sterling caused it." "Yes; he must have put on one of the diving suits and left by way of the sea door." "But how did he get out of this room?" "That is the iault of the person who paid him a visit last." "It was Gus Simonson, then!" exclaimed Ben. "I suppose it makes no difference who if was-Sterling has ct caped and, if he fastened the sea door open, we arc likely to die here!" "The villain has surely done it, if he thought of it!" "We will see at once." Joe seized a lever and pulled upon it. To the joy of the two it swung around. "The door is shut now,'' observed the young electrician, with a sigh of r e lief. "We will go the surface now." The boys quickly maile their way up the stairs. Joe sat down before the keyboard, and Ben took the wheel. The pu!llp was turne41 on for a few minutes, and then, when the proper key was pres sed, the submarine boat arose like a cork. Bill Fi she r led in a cheer when the surface was reached, and, wh e n this had subsi ded, he turned his attention to Gus Simonson, and lectured him for forgetting to lock the door of the strong room. But all hands soon forgave him for it, they being so glad that, when went out of the 5ea door, he did not fasten it open, It was decided to return to their quarters on the uninhabited island, and remain there till the next day. As they passed down the stream beneath the surface of the water, they plainly saw the schooner, Event, resting on the bot tom. "'Sterling has, no doubt, succeeded in reaching his black allies, but I reckon he will have to stay some time with them before he get s a chance to leave the islands," observed Bil! Fisher. "We must be careful and steer clear of the mutineers and sav ages now,'' said Ben. "The white villains are desperate, and they will go their whole length to get possession of our boat." ' Vie have no need of mixing with them again," returned Bill Fisher. Joe brought the Sea Wanderer to the surface as soon as thCJ wrre 0ut of the stream, and ti.ten they started direct for thci1 headquarters.


BRAVE AND BOLD. When they reached it, Ben and Charlie Reid went ashore, and shot some game and gathered a. quantily of fruit. They remained here quietly until the next morning, and then, by a unanimous vote, it was decided to vay a visit to the old oce a n's bottom. It \\'a s about four hours after sunrise when the prow of t he submarine boot \vas turned seaward. She continued o n until they were well out of sight of land, and then, afte r taking a fresh supply of air, Joe c3used h e r to sink below the surfact. Down, down they w-ent, un til the pressure was so great upop the boat that it threatened to crush her like al'! eggshell. "We haYe s trui,;k a ;md I don't believe it will do to go down any farther," obseryed the professor. Just then tho bottom o f tho Sea Wa11dcrer lande d lightly on the deck of a sunken shi p that h 'ad apparcnt Jy been lying at the bot tom of the ocean for n1!\11y_ years. "What is this?" cried Ben, as tht! boat careened over to the angle of the d<;ck of th<' wreck. "It meahs tlu:t we found a ship that has foundered and iCttled hcre,11 rnl'd Bill Fisher. All hands gazed about them, to S('e what $art of a vessel it was. As near as they c(.)uJd .i udge it was not a boat of the nineteenth eentury at all. It reminded tht!m of the Spanish ships they hlld read about, though it did not poesible thr:lt the hull of a vessel could remain intact for a h11ndred years I There was a cabin house near the s tern of the wreck, which was still in a good state of preservation. The Sea Wanderer's bottom was lifted a cetJpl!' of feet frorn the deck, a,nd then Ben pushed her prow squarely into. the i;al1in. hoqse Tt way immediately, but not a norti6n (If it started to for the. "The wood rnust be fll'etil!l'Hd !Jy the water," Charlie R e id. "and it has become so hea\y that it "ifl no longer float "You .art: right," nturned tht> "I think we had hct ter go up om of this hole,'' suggested Bill Fisher. "We ha\e &een ab.i,ut ;ill we elm here." This wa. s satisfactory tp all hands, so Joe pressed the button, a.nd \hey Wt'!lt 11p, \\hen about halfway to th e surface. they fqrged 1the11d at a slow rate of speed. In 1htifl (l they saw the sloping bQ.tt9m io tront of them. and, in ordl\'r not to ;;trike it, tl/ey were forced to go 'up a fow fret. "lhifi i. no t)o\11,it, depth of tlie oq!at1 in this vi<:inity," said the professor; "the hole we inst came frqm an el(ceptiou." They followed the boaom along for a of four o r five iniles, taking in the wond,ers of th\,! deep. Fis h es of al\ siz.;s and slw.i;es WA:ftt swimming about them, and horrible jogking monsters cra\Vlcd upon the bpttom. The girls were bGtl1 1an frjghkftcq start for home. or a trip aq;iund the w'qrld jl,lst y(n1 thi11k beH/' said Bill Visher, "Our first duty wlll be to land the Misses Markham safel1 with tht:ir r elatives in New <;ibserved the professor. "T)lat so. We will start qirc;,::t for New then/' agrt>ed Fhiht.:1. It was shortly past neon when the Sea J-Va11dere' got'back till her sn11g retreat, and, after a substantial repast of turtle soup, steaks and oysters, all hands w<;nt ashore, sa\e Gus Simonson and Black S arnso11. B e n. Joe, and Charlie Reid, provided with both rifles and shotset out for the interior of the Island in search ef game; Bill Fisher and the girls a;athered fruit, am:! t he professor haulecl end of a hose to a spring of fr sh water, in order that the tanks mi ght b e fille d. It seemed that Ben nnd his two comp:mio n s to have ex ee.!lent luc)<, for they began shooting pheasants almost as soon as they entered the They kept e n toward 'thi; interior, 'having stJccess 0n the way, and presently star.ted a small herd of wild h ogs. "Pork is v ery good eating!" exclaime d Reid. "\Ve nl\1st chase those up and get a couple of them." Entering in\o the spirit of the thing, the two boys hastened after him '111 pursuit of the wild h ogs. '.l'hey were forced to chase thtm fully half a mile hdnre they g:ot a shot aJ them, and then each scceerling t(\ jun'lp iT]te> the fray l ea d t h<9se whf) s t/io

.. BRAVE AND BOLD. Glad to escape with their lives, Sterling's crowd reached the shore of the island, and made for the interior. Selec;ting a suitable \ace, they pitcbecl their camp and prepared to devise some means to regain t11e ground they had Jest, While they were studying over the matter, &ouwl of ing came to their ears, lnstantly, JaJ..;e and three !'.;ompanions were all attemion. "Th()t tPl,ISt be the fellers fro!ll ,the submarine boat," said one of them. "Sure'" exclaime d Sterling, "They are shootin' game on tlus i: it was, they managed to pump about three barrels qf water in, and then the sp r ing lowered just el'lough so the suction end wpulct not {each it. . Jamieson and Hardy were busily engaged m cleanmg and renovating the interior of the submarine boat, but the professor, who had agreed to see that the tanks were filled, lost no time in calling them ashore. Thl'n the three of them ea<;h got a coup)

, 30 BRA VE AND BOLD. Without another word the man obeyed. He was not fool enough to attempt to run, for he knew if he did Simonson w o uld fire, and that there would be a strong pos sibility of the bullet hitting him. As he halted before the pair, he held his hands above his head, and allowed Bill Fisher to take his weapons from him. "We'll 'take him aboard the Sefl Wa11derer,'' said he; "and then we will decide upon some means of gettini the boys and Reid out oi Jake Sterlmg's clutches. So the mutineer's hands were tied behind him, and then Gus thrust the muzzle of his rifle against his hack, and ordered him to walk. It did not take them long to get back to the Sea Wanderer, and, as soon as their prisoner had been safely landed in the strong room, Fisher and Simonson told of the message Jake had sent them "This is too bad !" exclaimed the professor. "Just as we were getting ready to leave the islands, thinking we were well rid of the mutineers and savages, and now to have this thing turn up!" "What are we going to do about it?" asked Gus Simonson Jamieson and Hardy were for making an attack upon the camp of the villains, but Bill Fishet quickly decided that this would not do. "They would kill our friends then, anyway,'' said he. "If we are going to rescue them, it must be done by strategy." "I have a plan,'' spoke up the professor : after a minute of deep silence. "I have learned by reading the book of the inventor of this craft h o w to work a peculiar suit of clothes that are to be found on board. The suit is of rubber, dotted with minute steel scales, and has a battery attached to it. If it is big enough for me, I will put it on and go to the rescue of our friends. The moment they att e mpt to seize me, I'will send them reeling to the ground from an eledric shock. I am satisfied I can drive off the savages in this way. But the mutineers may open fire upon me and kill me." "In order to prevent that Hardy and I will follow you to tReir camp, and the m o m ent either Sterling or his companions attempt to harm you, we will shoot them in th e ir tra ck s ." "A good idea," ob s erved Fi s her "Go ahead and carry it out at once. I reckon the rest oi us can take care of the boat all right." . Professor Lehman quickly unlocked a closet in the room where they found the inventor of the subm a rine boat when they boarded it from the iceberg, and got out the electric suit of clothes. Luckily, they w e re large enough for him to put o n over his ordinary apparel, and, as soon a s he h a d everything to his full satisfaction, he tested the power of the hidden battery. It worked like a charm, so he said and th en, w i th naught but a brace of revolver s in his belt, he ste pp e d a shor e The two mates of the ill-fated Event followed him, both being armed to the teeth. "God bless your efforts. and m a y you succ e ed in yo ur und e r taking! exclaimed Jennie Markham, fervently; and her s i s ter echoed her sentim e nts This was the first time the professor had ever attempt e d t o do anything very daring, and he knew it as well as any of his cem panions. But he resolved that this wa s a case of do or die," and he meant to accompli s h his purpose Jamie s on and Hardy k e pt about a hundred yards b e h i nd him, keeping well behind the trees and bushes in case th eir enemi e s should be on the watch. In this way they covered about o n e -fourth of a mile, and then they behel<> a coming toward th em. The n:iates were sati sfied he had not s een them, so th e y hurried under the cover of the woods to reach their companion as soon as the stranger did. The fellow who was approaching was one of Ste rlin g s m e n, and the professor' s heart alm os t arose to h is throa t at th e t hou g ht of coming in contact with one of his e n emies so soon. But he plucked up courage to meet the man in an off hand manner. Whe n they were within a dozen paces of each other, the mutineer exclaimed "Hello! Are you one of the f elle rs from ther submarine boat?" "I am," answer e d the professc r. "Well, what did you do with ther man we sent to you a short time ago?" "I iuess he is safe enough." "You have got him a prisoner, then?" ''Yes." "Then I suppose you refused to agree to what Jake Sterling said?" "We certainly did refuse." "Maybe this will brini you to terms, then!" As the mutineer s1oke, he suddenly drew the gory head of a man from b e neath his coat. At the sight of the grewsome object, Professor Lehman stag gered back in dismay. "This is ther head of your man that we captured," went on the mutineer, with a leer; "Sterling says if you don't agree to what he says at once,' he'll' send the boys' heads along in half an hour from now." Sirecehless with horror, the professor gazed at the ghastly head in the villain's hands. It occurred to him that it must be that of Charlie Reid, and, as he realized the foll extent of the fiendishness of the whole thing, the strenith and courage of a lion came upon him. ,. \Vith a quickness that he seemed hardly capable of, he sprang upon the mutineer and seized him in a vise-like grip. CHAPTER XXVIII. STERLING IN HARD LUCK. Ben Mellville felt very uncomfortable when he saw Sterling di s patch a messenll"er to the Sea W anti e rer. knew his friends would not be apt to leave the vessel so the mutineers could get possession of 1t-in fact, he would not have them do such a thing if they would. Wha t then, would be the result when the man came back with the unsatisfactory answl"r? Would Jake Sterling keep his werd, and cut one of their heads off anli send it to those aboard the Sea Wanderer, to let them know he meant business? Fortunately the three captives had the use of their tongues, and as they were not interfered with by either the whites or sav ages, they conversed in whi s pers about the messenger, and the w o rd they expec t ed him to bring back. Half an1hour passed, and the fellow did not return. ,r Jake Sterling began pacing back and forth in an angry mood. "I told that man to come back and tell me what the had to say and, if he a in't been collared by them, he ought ter be her e by this tim e ,'' the villain muttered Suddenly h e heard the s o und s of an angry discussion behind him Turning, he was just in time to see one of his men receive a sp ear thrust from o ne of the s av a ges. I Lik e a whirlw i nd, S te rling ru s hed to the spot. "Wha t's th e r m atter?" he roared "Matter!" echoed his s ingle remaining follower. "Why, Tom was foo l e n oug h t e r go an s tab one of ther niggers, an' now he is done up hiss elf !" Thi s was true enoue-h The mutineer was dead even now, as the spea r had pie rced his h e art. After a little questi o n i ng, Sterling found that it was all the v i ct i m's fau l t. so n o t w i s h i n g to a r o use the sava!e s against him, he did not t a ke the slayer to task. "Thing s are gittin' pu tt y said his man, after a "If them f e llers a b o ard t h c r S e a U l and e r e r h a v e got Sam in their clu t ches, you an' me will be ther only ones left of our once big crowd" ''That's so !" excl a imed Sterling. gnashing his t e eth s avagc!y "An' t h a t m a k e s me f eel as th o ugh we must h a ve that subm a rine boat". a nyh o w n o w." '' \Ve sart' inly must, cap." "Have you go t an id e a h o w we can g e t th e boat?" Didn t you s ay you was goin' t e r cttl on e of th e r prison e rs' h e ad s off a n' s end it d o wn ter t h e r b oat if lhe v r efused ter turn i t ov e r t e r us? " Yes; b ttt T d o n' t want te r d o that till th e r e is no o t h e r w a y t c r m ake a d ea l w i t h 'e m W e m a y b e for c ed to a sk th e m to t ak e u s a w ay fr o m t hese isla nd s a s risoner s ." "'\;y h i c h w ou l d n t be a ver y nice way to l e a v e." "Np, I calcul a te;: it wou ldn't. " S ay, c a p I\re g o t an idea!" ''What i s it?" "Don 't yo u think p oo r Tom s head loo k s like ther old es t one of them fell e rs we' ve got buried out there?"


BRAVE AND BOLD. 31 Sterling gave a start. 'Tes, scme,vhat," said he. "Their h:tir an' mustaches are thcr s:ime color, an' they are abput the same age. You want Tom's bead sent down ter th et sup marine boat?" "Exactly. They'll ihink it is ther head of their man, an' they may come ter terms right away then.'' "Will you take it ti;> them?" I don"t like ter cart poor Tom's head like a head of cabbage. but I'll do it, 'cause I think it is necessary." 'Walk ing over to the group of savages. SterEng asked one of number to cut off the dead man's head. Hard-hearted as he was he i:ould not have brnught himself to cio it. and it is not Jlkely that his companion would, even if he did agree to carry the ghastly thing tQ i11e Sea Wanderer. One of the blacks quickly executed the job. and th<'.n, after the nrnti1 ee r had imbibfd a ccpiou5 drink of rum to steady his nerves, he picked it ti;:> and started off. The moment he wa; O\lt of 5ight, the leader of the ;ipproached Jake Sterling, and said: "Um black people t'ink dey go back to de odder island an' live with their people again." '"What !" demanded the mutineer. "Do you mean ter leave me in th e r lurch now?" "Y t"S : um go. an' d1 t settle it I" "Vhll, confound you! Go on. then!" ''Yes; um go right away, an' you go wif us I" "Vlhnt !,. "You cause all urn tro11ble we take you to our people, an' dey kill you; d en we git um pardon." As the savage ceased speakng, half a dozen of bis followers spnng upon the astonished white villain and bore him to the ground. His weapons "ere toktn from him in a iiffv. and his hands were tied securely behind him by means of his own belt. The old mutineer, who had had hi s ow11 way so long, was at last in the toils! And Ben, Joe, and Reid. buri ed in the soil to tbi:ir chins, were witncSSC'S nf the rcm::irkabli: proce edlnp.s. Thev felt that the climax ln.d now arrived! There were one of three things the sa\'ages were bound to do. The first was to leave the three where they were, and depart ir c m island; the seccnd to slv 'Ind the third was to dig thrm 1 p and take them aw;iy with Sterling. 'Wh ic h would they do? This was the question tl\e three help less mortals asked thems::lves. Their excitement was now aroused to a fever heat, and nervously awaited the ve,.d '.ct. A minute later a s:mult.;tneou$ sigh of relief came from their lips The savaires were to leave them just a s they were! \\'ithout lo oking ;\t them at all, the ci1tire crowd started away in t he direction of t h e shore. "Now, then," whispered Ch:trlie Reid, "our fri

32 BRA VE AND BOLD. "I am so glad we are together once more!" cried Jennie Mark ham, and all hands reSponded by giving a hearty cheer. After t e n minutes of conversation, the professor propos ed that they set their prisoner ashore and give him his weapons. This was instantly agreed upon, so the mutineer was brought up from the strong-room. He did not even thank them when he stepped ashore, though he seemed heartily glad to get off so easy. "Now, the best thing we can do is to leave thes e parts at once," observed Ben. "I agree with you l" exclaimed Joe "Start right now, then," said Bill Fisher. "If we run short of provisions, we will stop at some port and store up." All vowed they had had enough of Satan's Islands, so five min utes later the Sea Wanderer left the shore and glided seaward. All that day and the next the weather proved fine, so they kept upon the surface of the ocean. But the third day out a terrible storm arose, and, in order to escape being tossed a bout in such a violent manner, the boat was sunk about forty feet. Down here the water was almost still, and they forged along at a fair rate of speed. Of course, they came to the surface occasionally to take in fresh air. For two days the storm continued, and Ben reckoned that they were now somewhere n ear the track of ve sse ls bound for Aus tralia. "We must keep a sharp lookout ," said he. "If we s hould hap pen to rise near a ship, we might be taken for some marine mon ster, and get into trouble." "We could sink again immediately we saw we were noticed" replied Joe. "That would be the best thing to do," spoke up Bill Fisher. "For my part, I don't think it will be advisable for us to land at any civilized port. Our boat would surely excite the suspicions of the authorities, and the chances are we would all be arrested." ''When we go ashore, we must land at some out of the way place, during the night,'' said the professor. Shortly after this conver sa tion, Ben turned in to get a few hours' rest. While asleep, he dreamed that the Sea Wanderer was not des tined to reach New York, and the drea m was so vivid that he could n'lt refrain from tel!ing it to his companions when he awoke When Black Samson heard it, he immediately s how e d signs of alarm. "We best git ready ter leab at a minut e's notice," said he. "Mc believe in dream s." He got laughed at for saying this; but he s hook his head and repeated his words Whether there was anything in Ben's dream or n ot, it is im possible to say: but, anyhow, early th e next morning, as the Sea Wanderer arose to the surface, our friends astoni s hed to see a man-of-war not a quarter of a mile distant. saw it was a Frenchman, and then, wishing to get out of her sight as soon as possible, Ben gave the signal to go below the surface. Even as he did so there came a puff of smoke from the man of-war, and the next minute the submarine boat received such a shock that she was turned completely over "We have been hit!" cried Bill Fisher, scrambling to his feet. "Jee-rusalem I guess we are done for now!" Even as he spoke, a torrent of water poured in upon them 1 CHAPTER XXX. CONCLUSION. Our friends were filled with consternation wh e n they saw water pouring into the cabin of the Sea Wanderer. "\Ve are sinking!" exclaimed Ben. "To the deck at once!" "De dream hab come true!" cried Black Samson. "Here am de ht1b dem all ready!" He handed each one af the party one of the aticles in question and then Ben flung open the deck foer. S e izing a few articles that were of the most value to them, they rus hed on deck. It was pla in to all hands that the wonderful vessel was doomed. Already she had sunk till her deck was o n a line with the water, and it need e d but one good wave to cause her to go down. Ben seized the h a nd of Jennie, and Joe performed a like service for Mattie, and then, with a one, two, three, all hands sprang into the sea. They had scarcely done so, when, with a mighty lurch, the Sea Wand e r e r d i s a p pe ared b e neath the waves. The life-preservers kept the heads of our friends above water and, unable to do anything else for the present, they gazed each other in blank dismay. Bill Fi sher was the first to break the silence, and, with his mouth full of sea water, h e blurted out: "Jee-rnsalem, but we are in a pickle now, and no mistake!" "I guess we are-if salt water is any sort of a pickle," re sponded Gus Simonson. "Here comes a c o uple of boats from the man -of-war after us!" exciaimed Charlie Reid. This was a fact. The boats were jus t leaving the side of the vessel, and the men in them were rowing as though their very lives depended on it. All hands were soon comfortably' located aboard the man-of war, after which the professor told the officers of their adventures since the th e y had set sail from New York. Whet her the st ory was believed or not our friends did not know and it is sufficient to say that they did not care a great d e al. In due time they were landed at San Francisco, and, bidding good-by to the officers and crew of the French man-of-war they went a s hore, the professor having in his possession the document h e had exacted from the captain. "Do you know what is the best thing to do with that paper?" said Bill Fisher, when the y were comfortably settled in one of the l e ading hotels. "What?" questioned the professor. "Tear it up Our story will not be believed, and we will be taken for a lot of cranks. We had better let the thing drop. For my part, I have had enough adventure,'anyhow, a nd, as we !Jave all the diamonds we found, we have enough wealth to live on, without seeking to get remunerated for the loss of the S eci Wande rer." This was a common-sense argume nt, and all agreed with him afte r they thought the matter over. So the document was torn up, and that ended it. THE END. Next week's issue, No. 9, will contain "The Dark Secret or Sam Short, the Stowaway, by Launce Payntz. ' How a hardy sailor started the Atlantic Ocean in an open boat; how he found a mystenous boy on board who ran things to :;uit himself, will be told in this issue. This boy wa.s smal! and weak, yet he was able to hold a big, b11rly. sea captam at his mercy. Read how h e did it in one of the fim : st stones we have ever issued.


A NEW IDEA;t A REW WEEKI. Y CJ3RAVE AND BOL 'D. Street & Smith's New Weekly Is a Big Departure from anything ever Published Before. EACH NUMBER CONT.A/NS A COJ!PLETE STORY .AND THE STORIES .ARE OF EVERY KIND. That means all descriptions of first-class stories. For every story published in BRAVE AND BOLD will be first-class in the best sense written by a well-known boys' author, full of rattling incident and lively adventure, and brimming with interest from cover to cover. No matter what kind of a boy you are, no matter what your tastes are, no matter what kind of a story you prefer, you will hail BRAVE AND BoLD with delight as soon as you see it. It is the kind of a weekly you have been wishing for. Variety is the spice of life, and Brave and Bold is well seasoned with it. STORIES OF ADVENTURE. STORIES OF MYSTERY. STORIES OF. EXPLO= RATION IN UNKNOWN LANDS. STORIES OF LIFE IN GREAT CITIES. STORIES OF WONDERFUL INVENTIONS. I Besides, many more classes of stories than can be enumerated, will be found in this weekly. Remember this :-Each story is a cocker and the best of its kind. No expense has been spared in getting the best; and as a consequence, BRAVE AND BoLD offers the finest collection of stories ever put on. the market. Here are the first four stories. Don't they whet your appetite? When you read them you will find them even better than you expected : No. 4.-The Boy Balloonists, or, Among Weird Polar People. By Frank Sheridan. You have heard of the recent> attempts to reach the North Pole by balloon. There are three boys who got there. The mysterious race of people dwelling in the extreme north is an interesting subject, and you will find much to wonder at in this story. No. 5.-The Spotted Six; or, The 11ystery of Calvert Hathaway. By Fred. Thorpe. A great baboon, powerful as a lion, and almost as intelligent as a man, who tries to burn a boy in a flaming furnace. A thrilling attempt made by a boy to do some detective work against an organized band of villains. That sounds pretty good, and it is good. No. 6.-The Winged Demon; or, The Oold King of the Yukon. By W S. Patten. When you read this story you'll cry for more by the same author. A story of weird adventure and exciting experiences in one of the strangest and most outlandish countries into which man has ever penetrated. Copies of the Brave and Bold Weekly may be purchased for Five Cents from all Newsdealers, or from SfREET & SMITH, 238 William Street, New York.


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