The Liberty Boys and the fortune teller, or, The gypsy spy of Harlem

previous item | next item

The Liberty Boys and the fortune teller, or, The gypsy spy of Harlem

Material Information

The Liberty Boys and the fortune teller, or, The gypsy spy of Harlem
Series Title:
Liberty Boys of "76"
Moore, Harry
Place of Publication:
New York
Frank Tousey
Publication Date:
Physical Description:
1 online resource (28 p.) 28 cm.: ;


Subjects / Keywords:
Dime novels. ( lcsh )
History -- United States -- Revolution, 1775-1783 ( lcsh )
serial ( sobekcm )

Record Information

Source Institution:
University of South Florida
Holding Location:
University of South Florida
Rights Management:
All applicable rights reserved by the source institution and holding location.
Resource Identifier:
025792675 ( ALEPH )
74908667 ( OCLC )
L20-00003 ( USFLDC DOI )
l20.3 ( USFLDC Handle )

Postcard Information



This item has the following downloads:

Full Text


A gasp escaped the gypsy girl as Dick seized the British oftl.cer from behind, and clapped a hand over his mouth. "Utter a sound and I shall shoot you!" hissed the captain of the Liberty Boys as he hurled the man to the fioor. )


The Liberty Boys of Iuued Weekly-Bubscriptton price, $3.50 per year; Canada, $4.00; E'orejzn, $4.50. Frank Tousey, Publlshar, fiJd West 23d Street, New York, N. Y. Entered as Second-Class Matter January 31, 1913, at the Pqat-Office at New York, N. Y., under the Act of March 3, 1879. No. 1095 NEW YORK, DECEMBER 23, 1921. Price 7 cents The Boys and the fortune Teller OR, THE GYPSY SPY OF HARLEM By HARRY MOORE CHAPTER I.-Dick Slater and the Gypsy. A boy in homespun was walking along the street not far from King's Bridge, on the island of New York side, one pleasant day in summer. He paid no attention to any one, apparently, and no one paid any attention to him. Although he looked like an ordinary boy, and wished to be taken for such just then, he was a good deal more than that. He was a spy in the American s ervice, and there were none better of his age. At that time the British held the City of New Y 01k and much of the country around it, and were seekin g to extend their holdings into West and up the Hudson river on both sides. JJ ick Slater was the captain of the Liberty Boys, a band of one hundred sterling young Ameri-can patriots fighting for independence, and a spy of no mean ability. Just now he was in Harlem trying to learn what the next move of the enemy ntight be, for General Washington suspected that they were about to make a move of importance, and had sent Dick to learn all he could about it. No one not having an intimate acquaintance with the young patriot would have recognized him in his disguise. As he walked on, he saw c oming toward him a boy from near his own 10me in W estchester, who knew him well. The b oy was as bitter a Tory as Dick was an ardent patriot, and the very sight of the young spy would be the signal for an alarm. Dick was unwilling to turn back at this time, being on the track of an officer who, he suspected, knew s omething of Sir Henry Clinton's plans. Hurriedly brushing his hair down upon his forehead and pushing up the crown of his hat to a peak, Dick assumed a stupid look and went <'n, presently meeting the Tory boy face to f a ce. "If Bill Burgess knows me now, he is smarter than ;think, was his inward thought. The To1-y boy stopped, looked at him, and was a bou t the say something, when Dick asked, with a stupid look and a stammering tone: W-well, w-wha t do you w-want? D-d-do I owe you anyth-th-thing? G-g-et out o' my w-w way or I'll p-p-punch you!" It was t he threat of personal punishment as muc h a s ar. ything tha t caused Bill Burgess to oteer to onE ide, and s ay, apologetically: S c use me I thougi1t y o u was--" At that moment there came a sudden inteuuption in the sh a pe of a little disturbance farther down the stle<::t. A dark-skinned man with a thick black beard and dres sed the e.'Ctravagant fashion affected by gypsies at that time, and even now, had seized a gypsy girl by the arm and was trying to drag her into a tavern close by. "You come with me!" he said. "You have my money; you come with me!" "No! I have nothing of yours; let go of m y arm," the girl cried, struggling to free herself, while a crowd of men and boys quickly gather ed about. Dick Slater, hurriedly brushing his hair back from his forehead, and restoring his hat to its proper shape, hurried forward, pushed aside three or four boys, and suddenly caught the gypsy man by the wrist in a strong grip, and said: "Let the girl alone! What do you mean by dragging her along in this fashion?" The winced under the strong grip upon h1s wnst, and released the girl, saying dog gedly: "De girl i s my d aughter. She shall do as I say. What is that--" A t ightening of Dic k's grip caused the man to howl, and the girl said q uickly: "He IS not my father. I a m a gypsy girl, yes; I tell f ortunes. But I am no daughter to him. He i s a b ad "Go away my gi1 l," said Dick. "I will see that he doe s not follow or annoy you." "Hal do not l et her go !" cried the gypsy. "She is not my daughter, no; but I will tell you what s he is: One spy of t he rebels, yes; and this b oy--" A sudden wrench cau s ed him to give a ho w l of p a in, and then Bill Burgess came up, looked again at Dick, and cried : "Huh! I'll tell you what he is; he's a--" Dic k s u dde nl y swung the gypsy man around and let go of his wri s t, c ausing him to coll i de with the Tory boy, and se1'J.d him flounderin g into a watering trough close by. Then Dick hurried away, for he knew that Bill would rais e an alarm as sqon as he got clear of the trough. The gypsy m n n p ic ked himself up, looked a r ound angrily, ilnd s aid: "Ha! Yo u are fool s to let him go. Whe r e i s he? Do y o u know who he is? That is the sp y of the rebels; that is Dick Slater, and you let him go."


2 THE. LIBE.RTY BOYS AND THE FORTUNE TELLER Then Bill got out of the watering trough, shook street, in the meantime turning his coat inside himself, shivered, and cried loudly: out and changing the shape of his hat from "You let Dick Slater g o; he is a spy. He's a round to three-cornered with a few quick moves. rebel. There's a rewa1;d for him, and you let His appearance was now greatly and him get away. where i s he?" he felt sure that no one would kno w him. Nothing was to be seen of either Dick Slater ur "I am not sure of finding my man," he mut-the fortune teller, .. both having sli:pped away tered, "but I must try, at any rate. He knows "\vhile the crowd was laughing at the tribulation what I want to know, and he may confide it to of Bill Burgess and the anger of the gyps y. A some of hi s friends in my hearing." boy of Bill' s size now came forward and said: He got back upon the street where the tav"I know where he went, and if you'll give me ern was located, all being quiet around the place some of the reward I'll tell you where. I seen now, with nothing to show what a tumult there him, but I didn't know he was Dick Slater till he had been in the neighborhood but a short time run away. I can find him for you if you give before. There were men on the street, and a me half the reward." few boy s hanging about the watering trough, but The boy had colorless hair, a freckled face, no confu si on or noise, :;;uch as there had been, and a decided iy pug nose, which had its share in and Dick went along unnoticed. Entering the iving him h is name, all hi s acquaintances know-tavern careless ly, he looked around the taproom, mg him a s Pug Hodge and nothing else. failing to see t-he Britis h officer whom he had "You gotter sh ow him to us first, Pug Hodge, been following, and who, he suspected, would en before you get any o' the reward," answered Bill. ter the tavern "Where did he go?" Over at one s ide there were three or four little "Into the tavern y onder. I seen him, and he curtained stall s having partitions about as high hasn't come out; so he's there yet." as one' s head, where one could sit in greater As soon as the crowd heard that, they all hur-privacy than in the open taproom. Two of these ried over to the tavern, and Bill Burgess saw his had the red curtains drawn, showing that they chances of getting any of the reward for Dick were occupied at the time. Dick walked over Slater's capture rapidly diminishing. Part of to that side of the r oom and passed these two Pug Hodge's statement was perfectly true, for stalls, looking over the partitions as he went by. Dick had gone into -the tavern wh_ en he had In the s econd one there were two pers ons-one caused Bill to fall into the watering trough. The the Britis h officer Dick was seeking, and the gypsy girl had hurried away when Dick had let other the gypsy, Black George, so called. go o.f the man, and in front of the tavern said "Yes, he i s trying to find out, and the girl, to, the young patriot spy: she is just as bad," the latter was saying, llo.!i... "G o into the tavern. They will look for you noticing Dick as he passe d noiselessly. "He has there, but you shall come out on the other side ." got away, but I will find her, and she shall tell "Very good," :rep lied Dick, and went into the me what she knows. tavern, while the girl made her way around Dick entered the next stall and sat with his tJ:poug h the tavern yard to the rear. Here she -back against the partition nearest to the gypsy. met Dick coming out, and said to him: A boy looked in, and Dick ordered s omething to "You are Dick Slater, the captain of the Lib-eat and dri .n"k in a quiet tone, the boy going erty Boys, yes? Black George, he is the gypsy, away, but stopping at the other stall and say i s a spy for the enemy. I am for the patriots ing in a w hisper: I will help you. You want to find out what the "There is some one in the next stall, but you Britis h do? I will tell y ou. I do not know so need not fear him, as he is only a country boy, soon, but I will tell you. You know the house h t b d d h d d 1 b lk on the hill, near the river, where the British offiw 0 ea s rea an c eese an rm cs uttermi ; cers live?" nothing but a yokel." "Yes I know the place." The gypsy stood up and looked over the parti-"I go there some day. You shall go, too. I tion, but saw only a sleepy country boy, who was know the way in. It is secret." beginning to snore loudly. Dick knew that the Just then there was a no is e in the tavern, and gypsy was looking at him, but made no sign the gypsy fortune-teller said hurriedly: snoring more vociferously than ever. "They come, they look for you. Go, but meet "Ha! that is nothing!" the gypsy growled, re-me to-night at the old mill on the creek." suming his seat. "I think he is Dick Slater, "Very good, I will do s o," and Dick ran down is disguise like the country boy, between the barn and a woodshed, and was soon out of sight. In another moment a number of "For all your care in keeping the place picket men and boy s came running out of the tavern by ed, and despite your spying, I shall yet learn the back door, making a lot of noise. something," was Dick's thought. "Where is the spy, where is he?" asked sev"You think the gypsy-girl has found out some-era!, running up to the girl in great excitement. thing?" asked the officer. "Are you sure of "He go there, maybe," the girl answered, pointthis?" ing toward the road. No, I am not; but she want to find out, and The crowd did not observe the provision a l I must ke e p her indoors. I say she is my daugh. word, but hurried on in the direction of the ter, and that she shall come with me, so that rof\d, the girl quickly going in another direction she do not go out and spy, and then the rebel and disappearing in. a few moments. Dick went boy c ome up and take me by the wrist, like a down the alley, reached a fence, got over it, vise, and I mus t let go the girl. Ha! he is strong crossed an open space hurried along a ,passage like de big man!" between two house s, and came out on another "Then she knows nothing of the attack that ia


THE LIBE.RTY BOYS AND THE FORTUNE TELLER 3 to be made on the other side of the bridge, in \Vestchester?" "No, she know nothing, but she must be keep from finding out. She is the clever spy. She make out to tell the fortune of the British officer and she find out something. If she is lock up, den she find nothing out." "Very true. You have learned anything about the rebels' intentions, gypsy?" Just then the boy came into Dick's stall, shook him roughly, and said, in a saucy tone: "Here, you bumpkin, here is your order. Bet ter settle your score now, or you may fall asleep again and forget all about it. "All rig_ht," replied Dick, giving a tremendous yawn and stretching his arms in such a manner tl1at he caught the bov a buffet on the jaw. "How much-a sixpence?" "Yes; but be careful, you clumsy clown, and don't forget the boy." CHAPTER at the Bridge. While Dick Slater was eating bread and cheese, the. British officer and the gypsy were drinking punch and smoking long clay pipes, the fragrant smoke floating away in clouds over Dick's )lead. They said nothing more of any importance, and the gypsy shortly went away, not troubling himself to look over the partition this time. "And the_ fellow thinks he is a spy!" thought Dick. "He is not as good as the girl. I must ,ee her to-night and tell her of this other ap pointment." In a few moments the1e was the sound of a number of persons entering the place, and Dick looked out and saw Bill Burgess, Pug Hodge, and a number of other boys and some men coming in. He slipped out without being observed, the landlord having halted the boys and asked them if they had their parents with them. Dick went out at a side door, and slipped through the office room to the rear hallway, whence he left the hoase by the back door. "Bill or Pug might know me," he said to him1:..;;;;:.-......s;.e_lf, "and I must not let t.he redcoats' suspicions be aroused." He left the tavern without being recognized, and made his way along the street without at tracting any attention, but the trouble was to get ac1oss the bridge to the Westchester side, where the camp of the Liberty Boys was located, without being known. There were guards at the bridge, and redcoats all about, and Dick was known to many of them, so that he would have to exercise considerable oore in getting away. He was well accustomed to facing all sorts of dangers, however, and often acted upon the spur of the moment, rarely thinking out an affair ahead, as there were so many unforeseen occurrences to change his plans. He walked on at moderate speed, making his way at length to Spuyten Duyvil creek, where he took a look at an old ruined mill, and then kept on toward the bridge. "I rriust be theTe eaTly to-night," he said to himself, "so as to be at the big house at ten o'clock. If she is not there, I shall have to find a "ar of getting into the house without her." Coming in sight of the bridge at last, he saw two or three guards marching up and down be f ore it, and, not far away, a squad of Hessians, while a little farther off were some British soldiers. "There may be no trouble," he said, "but I must be prepared for it, and get away, whether or no." Reaching the bridge, he started to cross it without going through the formality of asking the guaJ.d whether he could or not. He had taken several steps when one of the sentries shouted out in an angry tone: "Halle! Where are you going, boy?" "Across the bridge, of course," returned Dick, keeping right on. "I say, come back here!" yelled the soldier. "\Vell, I'm coming back some time," and Dick continued on his way. "Rallo! come back now!" and the sentry and two or three others set out after Dick. "Haven't got time!" called Dick back to them, going on at the same pace. He sa.w something whicli. the redcoats did not, or which they did not consider, at any rate. There was a drove of cattle coming across the bridge, taking up the greater. part of the roadway. Dick hurried on,. and now t11e redcoats ran after him, thinking that he would be stopped by the cattle. When he was within a few feet of the drove he suddenly leoped upon the bridge rail. and ran lightly along the top of it. "Halle! Stop!" shouted the sentries. T]:J.en they ran after him and 'discharged their muskets. Dick had passed the greater part of the herd by that time, and leaped down just as the redcoats fired. There were not many cattle at that point, and they were not near enough to him to trouble him. The sound of the shots alarmed the cattle, and they at once began to race over the bridge in the liveliest fashion. All at once the redcoats saw forty head of cattle coming toward them at full speed, lowing and making a tremendous noise. Without stopping to consiuer the undignified position, but thinking only of their own safety, the redcoats took to their heels and fled back across the bridge as fast as they could run. Dick jumped upon the rail again for a moment and watched them, laughing heartily at their plight. "These fellows think that they can put a whole brigade of 'rebels' to flight with a single company of their men, and yet they run before ?a drove of cattle," he laughed. Then he went on, crossed the bridge without further incident, and hurried on to the carim of the Liberty Boys, distant a mile or two. Stop ping at a tavern a few rods from the he entered, and went to a room on the secor>d fbor. Here he had left his uniform, and he no time in putting it on, after which he went to tho barn and got out a fine, coal-black horse of pure Arabian blood, which he quickly saddl ed and then rode a\vay. "Get along, Major," he :;aid. "The boys will want to know all about my trip anoss the 1i-uer, and we must not keep them waiting." The intelligent animal seemed to unders l and what Dick said, for he went on like the wind, and the distance between the inn and the camp was :;oon covered. As Dick rode into cam} > Bob


4 THE LIBERTY BOYS AN:b THE FORTUNE TELLER Estabrook the first lieutenant, Mark Morrison, the second, Ben Harry Judson, Will Freeman, and a number of the boys came forward to welcome him. "Any news, Dick?" asked Bob, who was Dick Slater's closest friend, and like a brother to him. "Yes, Bob," dismounting. "The redcoats are P'Oing to make an attack over here at some early period, but I don't know just when. I think I shall learn that to-night. The boys were greatly interested, for it was a common saying among them that Dick never went out that he did not meet with some adventure, and they wished to hear all about what had happened to him this time. They listened with great interest, and when Dick had finished Mark said, with a laugh: "Bill Burgess got a ducking, but I think if some of the boys had been there he would have had worse." "Are you going there alone td-night, Dick?" asked Bob. "I think it may be as well to have some ofthe boys with us, Bob, in case they are needed. You will go along, of course. When we see the fortune-teller, she will show us the way to the house on the hill, and we may want some of the boys around in case we want to run off with one or two of the redcoats." "Yes, that will be a good thing. The girl is to be trusted, Dick?" "Yes; but not the man. He is not only a soy for the enemy, but a scoundrel as well. We ought to catch him, if possible, and we may do so one of these days." Toward dusk Dick and Bob put on disguises and set out for the other side of the river. They rode as far as the bridge, Dick on Major, his black Arabian, and Bob on a fine bay, where they put up their horses and set out fo1 the other side. There was a truck farmer going over with a load of garden stuff, and the boys crawled in under the canvas cover, and hid until they were across the b1idge, thus eluding the vigilance of the guards, who stopped every one who came along. When they were well out of sight of the guardhouse, the boys crawled out and took their way along the creek toward the old ruined mill, where Dick expected to meet the gypsy fortuneteller. Reaching the old mill, the boys entered, and Dick whistled softly. In a few moments the girl came from some dark corner and asked: "Who is that?" "Two friends of freedom," replied Dick, and the girl came out and welcomed him cordially. 'This is my lieutenant, Bob Estabrook," said D ick. "What shall I call you?" "My name is Ruth," the gypsy girl answered. "Have you heard anything from the enemy?" "Yes; the redcoats hold an important meeting at the house on the hill .to-night, to decide when an attack is to be made upon the patriots in Westchester." "At what time to-night?" "Ten o'clock." "Ah! then we must be there. We will go through the secret entrance and be present at this meeting." "Yes, that is what I decided upon as soon as I hea1d of it," shortly "Then we must make our way there now," said the gypsy girl, and at once they left the old mill and set out. CHAPTER III.-At the House on the Hill. The boys and the fortune-teller made their way, to the Harlem river, and then along the bank under the hill where the big house stood. This had been occupied by a patriot family, but the British were now occuf>ying it, as they occupied everything that they could get hold of, and the family were turned out of doors. The girl presently paused before a great clump of bushes and said: "It is in here where we find the way to the house, by a secret passage the owner made. I have found it, and I know the way to the house. The redcoats do not know it, but I do. You go this way, and I go to the front way and ask to tell the gentlemen's fortunes. I go that way more than once, and they know me. When you go as far as you can, knock twice, and I will open the door." "Very well," replied Dick. "Show me the way." The girl led the way into the bushes, stooped and raised a small trap door, and then said: "There it is. Follow the passage till you come to a little door, Knock twice on this. I will open to you "Very good Come oll; Bob." The two boys entered the dark passage, going down a few rough steps, wheH the girl replaced the trap, and all dark. "You can trust her, Dick?" asked Bob. "Yes; come ahead. We can light a match if we like, but I think it is safe enough." They went on, up a gentle slope, seeing absolutely nothing but finding the floor smooth and with no steps, ascending gradually and with no obstacles in the way. Meantime the gypsy girl made her way rapidly to the front of the house, and knocked at the door. An under-officer answered the summons and said, with a laugh: "Aha, my beauty, you arehe1e, eh? will you tell my fortune?" "Yes, if you cross my hand with silver," the girl replied. "Who is there, Hawkins?" asked a voice from one

l THE LIBE.RTY BOYS AND THE FORTUNE TELLER 5 Ruth, taking a pack of cards from a pocket in "Aha! I have caught ynu, have I?" he laughher dress, and looking around again. ed, as he quickly advanced. "You are my pris-"What a:r:e yo u looking at ?"the redcoat asked. oner!" "You look as if you expected some The door was closed, and Dick glided forward "No, not yet," in a loud tone. will come noiselessly. when I want them. You are expectmg s ome one "Surrender!" said Hawkins. "We know you, yourself," spreading the cards on the table. and we know that you are in league with the "Am I?" laughing. rebel s. Hal--" "Yes, you are expecting a dark man, a bad A gasp escaped the gypsy girl as Dick seize d man, one who will have a secret to tell you, or the B1'itish officer from behind, and clapped a you think so.'' hand over hi s mouth. "Utter a sound and I Dick was now on the other s1de of the wall, shall shoot you!" hissed the captain of the Liband heard the gypsy girl very plainly. erty Boys, as he hurled the man to the floor. "Tell me more," said the redcoat. "There is "Here, take this!" gasped Ruth, handing Dick wine here-will you drink my health?" the packet. There was a decanter and glasses on the table, "Come in, Bob!" cried Dick, as he took the near a two-branched candlestick and the officer packet and stuffed a gag into the redcoat's now filled two of the glasses. mouth. "Had you not better shut the door?" the girl Bob entered at once, and, seeing the situation asked. bound the lieutenant with his own belts. The other turned his head, and at the moment "Do we want him, Dick?" he asked. the fortune-teller put something in one of the "No," replied Dkk, who was locking the door It was a little powder which she had Come, we have no time to lo se We do not want held in her hand, and at once 1t fell to the bottt:e gypsy, for he has learned nothing, and it t0m and was dissolved in an instant. w1ll be better to let him wait till he has.'' The door is shut," the officer said. Footsteps were heard outside, and Dick hur-'"Let me "tell you something," the girl replied. ried Bob and the gypsy girl_into the secret pas"You :;:uspect me to be a spy of the reb. els, as sage. Then, as the noise outside increased and you call them. You are waiting for the gypsy there was a pounding on the door, Dick extin man, Black George. You wish to deliver me to guished the lights and followed the others, closhim Am I telling you the truth so far?" ing the panel behind him. They all hurried on The officer laughed and replied: in the darkness, the sounds from the room they "Aha, you are a very clever girl. I should had left growing fainter as they descended drink your health. Did you find all this in the "You did not kill him?" a s ked Dick ca1ds?" "N 1 o; on y something to put him to sleep. He "Yes, and more," looking at the clock "You will awake and remember nothing of what oc expect the gypsy at ten of the clock. He will curred." bring you news of the rebels, if he gets it. Will "Very good l" and no more was said till they you drink my health?" reached the end of the passage and Ruth raised iVith the greatest of pleasure," and the officer the trap. raise d his glass. "You will drink with me?" When they were in the open air once more "When I shall tell you more. You are surthey saw lights fla shing from the house on rounded by enemies, but you do not know it. I hill and heard shouts and hoarse cries. can summon them in an instant. I have but to 'M k d h n b h a e your way to the bridge as fast as you say one word, Enter, _an t ey WI e _ere. can!" hissed Ruth. "I will be safe. I have a The redcoat put h1s glass to h1s bps and hiding place." aughed. "W u ?" .d D. k "You are a very clever girl," he said, "but you e W1 see r,ou agam. sa1 1c have walked into a trap. You will not leave this Yes-short!Y house till you have told all you know of the rebThen g1rl d1sappeared, and D1ck and els, and then you will go to the guardhouse. Ha, made the1r way toward. the cr_eek, the sounds ha, my beauty, I wish you a very good health!" from the house on the h1ll groW1ng every Then he drained the glass an:l laughed again moment. Then some one called from the nver: while the gyp

6 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE FORTUNE TELLER "This. way!" said Dick, and in a moment he and Bob were upon the fellow, Dick bringing his hands behind his back and Bob thrusting a neck cloth into his mouth. Dick bound the man's hands with his own neckcloth, and then he and Bob laid him in the bushes and hurried toward the boat. "Stay there and keep quiet," muttered Bob. "If you say a word it "vill be the worse for you." "That's a rtueer injunction, Bob," laughed Dick. "He can't help himself, that I can see." "Well, you can see that he hasn't said. a word since," chuckled Bob They pushed the boat off, took up the oars, and rowed at a fair speed, Bob at the oars, while the noise increased, men soon coming running along the bank, shouting and looking this way and that. The boys were well out on the river by this time, and could not be seen, being in the shadow. "They may find the man we laid 'away," mut tered Bob. "Yes, but it doesn't matter now, for he can't get at us, and he saw so little of us that he will not be able to describe us." "No, that is right," and Bob pulled steadily, making very little noise with the oars, and be ",ng too far out to be seen distinctly. "Keep right across, Bob," said Dick. "There is a landing over there, and we can go ashore. They will be looking for us at the bridge, and it is just as well that we saw the man with the boat." They went on, the sounds on the bl:mk and at the house becoming and indistinct, and then diminishing till, by the time they reached the opposite shore, they wel'e scarcely heard. The boys tied up the boat on shore, and then made their way rapidly toward where they had left their horses. "They are wondering how we got into the ho,lse and how we got out even more," laughed Dick. "The redcoats do not know of the secret passage, but perhaps the gypsy man does. I must ask Ruth." "If he came there at ten o'clock he may have shown them theway out. There were men on the river as well as elsewhere." "Yes, but we did not hear his voice. If he knows the secret passag-e, he may not care to let the redcoats know about it." "Very true. He might want to use it on his own account and for his own benefit." The boys reaChed the camp at last, and then Dick went to his tent, called in Bob and Mark, got candles, and p ? oceeded to examine the packet taken from the redcoat. ",Jove!" said Dick. "This is of the utmost importance!" CHAPTER IV.-A Surprise for Delancey. Dick Slater and his two lieutenants went over the papers very carefully, finding them, as the young captain had said, of the greatest importance. "Some of these are instructions from Sir Henry Clinton to the officer of whom Ruth relieved the papers," said Dick. "And some are letters from Delancey and other loyalist leaders, speaking of attacks to be made both below and above. De lancey's stronghold is at Morrisania, but if we act expeditio]lsly we may be able to get ahead of him." "That is a good idea, Dick," said Bob emphatically. "Delancey is one of the most unscrupulous enemies that the patriots have, and we will be doing the cause a great benefit if we can either catch him or drive him out." "Yes, artd if we get ahead of him it will be all the better, Bob, although to do that we shall have to work fast, as the redcoats may warn him that the dispatches have been lost, and have prob ably found themselves into the hands of the patriots." "Would it be too late to take a rapid run down there now, attack Delancey's stronghQld, prevent his coming out, and then get away?" "I don't know that it would, Bob, and we have a certain amount pf authority which would en able us to make this move without first telling the general about it." "Then if we have the authority, Dick, why don't we do it?" eagerly. "They can't possibly get word to Delancey before we can reach the place, and we will be stealing a march upon him." "We will do it, Bob. Order the Liberty Boys t':l make preparations to go on the march at once." Bob and Mark set out about carrying out orders with as little delay as possible, both beinlr anxious to attack Delancey and take him by sur prise. Delancey loyalists, sometimes called Cowboys, on account of their raids upon the pa triot farmers, had often harassed Westchester and Dick and his boys were always glad to do anything to punish them. The instant that t,e boys knew that there was going to be a surpf se of Delancey made that night, they lost no time in getting ready, and in a short time they were all in the saddle orders. It was some few miles to Delancey's stronghold, but the boys were all. well mounted, and at that time of night the roads would be clear, so that little time need be lost in gettin to the place and making the attack. The fire s were left burning, so that any one passing the camp would suppose that the boys were still there, and then away they rode, going at full speed, and for a time attracting no attention. Then those on the road who were not early to go to bed were awakened out of their first naps by hearing the boys go clattering by, and ran to. windows and doors to see what was up. "Rallo! what's the matter?" cried one. "We're off to thrash the Refugees!" cried Dick. "Forward, Lihertv Boys!" "Then good luck to you!" shouted the qu>.;;tion er, and others echoed his wish when they learned the meaning of the nocturnal expedition. On went the gallant boys with a dash and a 1ush, and the miles were rapidly put behind them. Delancey himself occupied a house in Morrisania, his men being quartered at some little distance, soma of them being in a blockhouse on the river which they called a fort, and which was provided with a coupJe of small field pieces. The boys had no fear of these, as they meant to make such a sudden attack that the enemy would not have time to use the guns. At times


THE LIBE.RTY BOYS AND THE FORTUNE TELLER 7 they would ride on without attracting any attention, everybody being abed and asleep, apparently, but again some one would stick his nightcapped head out of some upper window, and want to know what the noise was all about. If the enquirer was known to be a pariot:L the answer would be given, but if he were a Tory, as was sometimes known to be i;he case, nothing was said, the boys riding all the faster. Near the edge of Morrisania was a tavern where Tories, loyalisJ;s and occasional redcoats were mostly to be found, the place being a resort for such characters, and not having a very good reputation. Riding up to this, Dick saw that the lights were still burning, and from the noise within it was still in full blast, although taverns were usually closed at this hour. The door opened, letting out a flood of light, and the landlord, coming out, said sharply: "Who's that-the king's troops?" "No, a band of patriots known as the Liberty Boys," r0plied Dick, reinjng in and calling to the boys to halt. "H'm! a pack of young rebels, as I live!" and the landlord hastened within. "Dismount a score of the boys, Bob," said Dick. "Force the place and seize every redcoat you find. Forward, boys!" Bob quickly picked out Ben Spurlock, Sam San derson, and more of the boys from those nearest, while Dick, taking Mark along, hurried on with his boys, and surrounded the tavern in a few moments. Then he made a rush for the front door and sent it and the landlord flying, the boniface having attempted to bolt it, but not being auick enough for Bob. Bob rushed in, fol lowed by h.alf a dozen lively Liberty Boys, and at the same moment Ben and Sam made their way in at the rear, with a number of sturdy boys behind them. Some of the men in the tavern jumped out at the windows when they recognized the blue and buff of the Liberty Boys, thinking to escape. As none of them happened to be a redcoat, however, the boys outside, into whose arms they allowed them to go free. Two British were found in the place, and were seized and disarmed, while a couple of loyalists, with showy uniforms, tried to get into a closet which was not big enough for one, and were promptly hauled out and made to surrender. "This is an outrage, sir!" sputtered the 'land lord, getting very red and very puffy in the face. "Yes, so it is, redcoats on patriot soil," replied Bob. "It is an outrage and these fellows ought to be sent back as fast as they can !!,'O. It is an outrage that any native Amer:c: as you are, should associate with the of his country, a11d not only that, but encourage them in their evil practices." "This is a private house, sir, and these are my guests. You are-" "It is a public house," replied Bob, "and we have a right to enter. Moreover, you are transguessing against the law in keeping the place open at this hour." "These gentlemen are travelers, sir, and demanded entertainment, and I am compelled to give it to all such, no matter at what hour they call me up." "Oh, I thought they were your gues t s and that it was a private establishment," with a laugh. "Your stories don't hang together, land lord." "No, but some of these Tories may hang together, if they are not careful," laughed Ben, who was one of the jolliest of the boys. The redcoats and loyalists were taken away, the citizens being allowed to go free, on condition that they would go home and not try to make trouble for the Liberty Boys. Then Bob rode after Dick, hearing the sound of rapid firing, followed by loud shouts and cheers. "Dick has attacked the blockhouse!" cried Bob. "Forward, boys!" "Liberty forever! Now to catch Delaney!" answered Ben, an.d the boys all gave a cheer. Dick had attacked the place, indeed, and there was great confusion, the loyalists rushing out only half-clad, and trying to rally against the plucky boys. The field pieces \vere dragged out, and an attempt to fire them was made, but Dick took a score of the boys and charged upon them capturing them in a few moments. 'fhey tumbled into a ditch outside the blockhouse, and then a charge made upon the place. A number of prisoners were taken, but the greater part of the men locked themselves in, and as the alarm was now given and a number of loyalists were coming to the rescue, Dic k decided to retire. The a1'rival of Bob and his boys created a diversion, the Tories evidently thinking that another force of Continentals was coming, falling back-Delancey was not present, but there were numbers of his men coming, and Dick mounted his brave lads took his prisoners, a11d hurried away, having made. a successful attack, even if he did not care to keep it up. "Liberty forever!" shouted the daring fellows, as they rode away at a gallop. "Down with the Tories!" "We'll come back pretty soon and give you another surprise!" roa1ed Ben, and all the boys laughed heartily. They had taken a score of prisoners, disabled the field pieces and given the garrison and all the Tories in the neig-hborhood a thorough fright, and that was quite enough for a while. "Not a bad night's work, b oys?" Sam, as they went dashing away at full speed. "Not at all," added Harry. "Thes e fellows will be likely to remember it, I'll warrant!" "And they were going to attack the 'rehelR,' as they call us," laughed Will Freeman. "I think they will change minds now." CHAPTER V.-Dick in the Toils After breakfas t the next morning Dick determined. to go over to the island side of the bridge and see if the enemy were making any prepara tions to crass the river to the mainland make their expected attack. Putting. on an ordinary suit of clothing and looking like any other boy of the region, he set out on a common-looking horse, and took his way toward King's Bridge. He had nearly reached the bridge when ahead he saw a cloud of. dust, and reined in, wondering whether the redcoats were making a sort of


8 TIIE LIBE.RTY BOYS AND THE FORTUNE TELLER preliminary sortie, but soon discovered the cause of the commotion. He heard a succession of grunts, intermingled with squeals, the saurce of which was absolutely unmistakable. Giving 1ein to his horse, he continued leisurely on his way, having no further interest, as he then supposed, in the business ahead. When he got on the spot, however, whence the commingling of sounds came, he stopped again, an amused spectator of the proceedings, for a farmer of short temper was trying to convoy a drove of pigs across the bridge against the lat tei's will The farmer shouted and the pigs squealed, running this way and that, the farmer after them. Every time he got them in some semblance of order, and was proceeding to drive them straight ahead, a foot passenger or a horseman would appear, and the pigs would more or less disappear, crowding each other toward the bridge railing, to the imminent danger 'of both bridge and pigs. As often as he got them together on the bridge so often a part of them got back on land, the exasperated farmer exploiting language at least vivid if not choice, while Dick sat on his horse and enjoyed the proceedings. Then it occurred to him that he might make use of the farmer and his charges to get across the bridge and into the redcoats' territory undetected. "Want any help, farmer?" he drawled. "I'm some'at used to pigs myself, an' know their pesky ways." The farmer observed his presence for the first time, so much taken up had he been with his pigs. He regarded him a trifle suspiciously at first. "What d'you want? There ain't much profit in pigs now." Dick knew better, for the redcoats were fond of good living, and the farmer would have no difficulty in dispc ,sing of his pigs at a good price. "That so? I'm sorry, for an extry shillin' would come in handy jest now." "Give you sixpence," growled the farmer, who would have gladly given the shilling had he not seen the chance of getting his help fo'lless. "All right; that's better'n nothin'." Dick kept on one side, while the farmer walked on the other, and, being on horseback, could move quicker than the former, who was stiff and rheumatic at best. They had little trouble till they neared the pickets, when all sorts of trouble b egan. It seemed as if every individual pig had a date in a different direction, and was going to keep it. The farmer perspired and shouted, and Dick rode hither and thither at the risk of the sentries' legs and the pigs peac e of mind. The sentries remonstrated and threatened, the pigs squealed and grunted, the farmer shouted and dodged in and out among them all, while Dick, seeing that the attentian of all concerned was s t rictly ef! gaged e l s e where, quietly rode onward past the outposts toward the city. He reached the tavern near which he had rescued the gypsy girl from Black George, and had been the cause of Bill Burgess' impromptu bath in the watering trough, and ther e left his horse, thinking to be freer in his movements afoot, as well as less canspicuous. He did not ente r the tavern its elf, it being still too eruly for anything of importance to be hap-pening there, but walked out a back door, as on the former occasion, making his way around t-u the street in front, which was almost deserted. There seemed nathing to be learned there, but still he lingered, hoping to see the gypsy fortuneteller, who might have something to report. Instead he-saw some gypsy men who, however, were not near enough for him to see whether Black George was one of them. They were coP1 ing toward him, so he withdrew into the shelte: of a convenient doorway, and beg-an fussing n his shoes, taking one off, and shaking it well empty it of any pebbles that might have fotn 1 their way therein. The gypsies approached, stoD' for a few moments in front of 1:he tavern d o:w. and then passed onward toward the creek, Die'-: making haste to put on his shoes, and follo' in hopes of catching chance word that mi gh' serve h1s purpose. The1r encampment was r.o far from the old mill where Dick had met th<2 gypsy girl, and been given the secret of the hiri den passage to the big house on the hill over-looking the river. He sauntered up toward the camp, assuming a clownish air; staring about him. as if he never seen anything of the like before. He a p proached some children who were pb.ying a li ttle distance from the wagons were stationed and asked, in his drawling tone: "Is this the place where you c'n get your fortin told_ ?" "Yes, sir," answered the girl. "Back there." pointing somewhere toward the rear. Dick kept on, observing eve rything around him. all the while, till he came up to some women, one of whom was cooking something ov e r a small fire. "Does the young gentleman want his fortune told?" she a s ked, in a wheedling manner. Dick's face broke into an expansive grin. "Huh! I ain't no young gentleman; I'm jes' a farrner's boy." The gypsy's manner changed. "Have you -any silver to cross my palm?" she asked suspiciously. "I got this," and he held up a shilli n g. "Can you tell me any part of a fortin for that?" ---The woman held out he1 palm, and Dick awk wardly dropped the coin therein, instead of cross ing her palm. She told him some sort of fortu n e to which he did not listen, as his eyes were aler t for what might be ttbout him. hoping :vet to get some sign of the gypsy girl spy. When the woman relinquished his hand, Dick looked at it in astonishment, saying after a long scrutiny: "Ain't it wunnerful now that you can see all that writin' there. when I can't see nothin' but jest some creases!" The gvpsy woman looked up at him, and then answered: "Y Ol' 've got a lot of creases in your hand fo1 a farmer's boy. Generally their hands are so harrl and rotlg-h that the crea ses don't show." "I ain't been workin' hard lately; been laid off ." But her surprise at the condition cf his hand gave him a hint that it might be just as well for him to get away from the gypsies at that time, so he went back toward the road, and there came suddenly face to face with B lack George. The latter, however, paid little or no attention t o him, so Dick passed by, well satisfied that the


THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE FORTUNE TELLER '9 man had not s een through his disguise. The woman who had told Dick's fortune happened to be Black George's wife, and when he asked her if any one had been in she told him about the country boy whose fortune she had told and whose hand did not show farm work. "Did he give you anythlng?" asked Blacl<: George, showing more interest in the monetary result than in the condition of the boy's hand. "A shilling." "H'm! Couldn't you get any more?" "He didn't have it." Black George asked after dinner, and on being informed it would be ready in an hour, went into one of the wagons for a nap. Meanwhile Dick went on, looking for information concern ing the enemy's contemplated movements. He went back to the tavern and ordered dinner, and while waiting for it sat reading a paper. In a little while two men entered and sat down at an adjoining table. Though not in uniform, Dick, reco"'nized one of them as the officer from whom he taken the important papers, which he had secured by the gypsy girl's aid. He listen ed to their conversation, without seeming to do so, but neither said anything of importance. Dick finished sooner than they, and, having paid hls score, went outside, where he awaited the British officer and his friend. It was some little time before they came, and then Dick followed in their wake. They were on foot, and did not seem to have any particular business on hand, but paid several visits in town, and then turned their steps toward the house on the hill. As Dick was sauntering along, keep ing the two Englishmen in sight, he came upon Bill Burgess, but passed him so quickly that the latter did not notice him. Late1 he saw Black George approach the two Englishmen, several gypsies who had been with him remaining away a little distance apart. After saying & few words to the British officer, Black George returned to his companions, one of the women being his wife. and the one who had told Di-ck's fortune. She said a few words to her husband, and pointed to Dick at the same time. The man him a sharp look, then started a little, and came nearer. At the same moment Bill Burgess also came up. "Isn't that Dick Slater, the rebel spy, and the one that robbed me of my daughter?" asked Black George h astily of Bill Burgess. "Yes t.hat's him!" yelled Bill excitedly. "Catch him! Catch him!': Dick hear d the last words, and was off like a flash of lightning. He dashed off toward the creek, and, coming near the old mill, rushed into it. Black George, Bill Burgess, and some of the gypsies were at his heels. He had no chance to conceal himself, but ran out at the other end, to find the two Englishmen had gone that way. Dick threw himself at the two men, knocking one -and staggering the other, and would have got away even then if several redcoats had not been passing near by, and hearing the commotion, had come to see the cause of it. Dick saw it was useless to prolong the struggle, and gave himself up, allowing them to bind his hands behind him and to take him back into the mill without pro test. "Are you Dick Slater?" asked the offioer, who h:ad not seen Dick's face. "If I should deny it, you would not believe me,'' replied Dick. "At least he's no country bumpkin," said the officer to his companion. Just then Bill Burgess forced himself in the presence of the officer, in spite of the efforts of the redcoats to prevent him. "That's Dick.Slater, the rebel spy, and there's a reward for his capture, and I was the one what kne im first, and I want you all to remember it." "Who is this fellow, and whllt does he mean by intruding hlmself in this manner?" demanded the officer haughtily. Bill Burgess cringed at once. "I beg your pardon, sir, but it was me that knew him first, and I thought if you would speak a good word for me, I might get the money-or some of it, at least." "Take him away!" ordered the officer, paying no further attention to Bill Burgess. Turning to the gypsy, he said: "Where can we put him for the present? It is too open here." "There's a room upstairs that's in good condi tion, where he could be kept for a space. He could make all the noise he wanted to, and no one would be likely to hear him. Besides, who would want to help a rebel escape?" "Very well, carry him up there. See that he is securely bound. Find out all you can about him, and then report to me. A few days' confine ment and enforced abstinence from food and drink may make hlm more communicative," and the officer turned away with a laugh, anxious to keep his engagement. Black George, aided by two of the gypsies, carried Dick upstairs, bound hand and foot, and left him face downward on the floor. At the door Black George looked back, and paused long enough to say: "Good-by for the present, my good spy. When we come back in one, two, t'ree day, you will be more glad to see us." Dick paid no attention to his remarks, and waited till he heard the key turn in the lock, and the sounds of the men's retreating footsteps die away before he made any attempt to change his position. He rolled over on hls back and looked about him. He was in a big bare room that had evidently been used to store grain. There was but one door to the room, and the two windows were placed too high to see out of without standing on something. There seemed to be a lot of lumber and rubbish stored in one corner, that from its looks had not been disturbed in years. He looked around for something sharp on which he might cut the rope that bound his wrists, but could see nothing sharper than the beams that were a part of the room. He tried to bring his arms in front of him, but he was bound too tightly for that to be possible. He did not lqse courage, for he had been in more immediate danger than h!s present situation many times, and had always come out right. Perhaps the boys would discover his place of confinement, for he knew they would be out on the hunt for him if he did not return withln a certain time. He raised himself up to a sit-


10 THE LIBE.RTY BOYS AND THE FORTUNE TELLER ting po sbue, and then, by hitching along, got to the wall, against which he rested his back, and thus materially eased his position. CHAPTER VI.-The Escape from the Mill. His pos ition was not a comfortable one, his limbs were sore and strained, and }}is back ached intolerably. He tried to ease his position by sliding down prone on the floor, and was trying once more to compose himself to sleep, when he heard a sound that did not proceed from the outside and was not caused by the disturbed elements without. He listened intently, but there was so much confusion of noises between the wind and dashing rain, that he could distinguish nothing definite. It was something inside the room. "Probably a rat," muttered Dick to himself, rather disgustedly. Still he was on his guard, for rats had been known to be dangerous opponents when rendered desperate by hunger. "He's over in that pile of rubbish," he thought, and he squirmed around till he faced the direction whence proceeded the sound and where he supposed the rubbish heap to lie. He strained his eyes, but the darkness was intens e, there being absolutely no shadows. Presently he saw a gleam of light. Could it po s s ible they had fired the mill? If s o, hi s c ondition was indeed desperate, for he was helple s s, bound as he was h and and foot, locked in, the heavy door too strong to be down, even if he had hi s h ands free. He tried to smell smoke, and thought h e detecte d it. "The y m a y b e fir in g the mill below, expecting to s m o k e me into submis sion," he muttered. Still he ke p t his eye s fixed on the tiny ray of light that appeared to p r oceed from below. Then it grew strong e n ou g h for him to perceive some _thing in the d arkness, and he thought he saw a m otion in the rubbish piled against the wall. It could not be possible for any one to have come to hi s res cu e for the boys could not have discovered his place of confinement so s oon. The light gre w brighter, the rubbish was pushed apart, and a hand holding a lantern appeared. Dick watched with fascinated eyes. Then a head fol lowed, and a low voice asked: "Are you awake?" "Yes," replied Dick. "But who are you?" "A friend," was the reply, in a voice that Dick did not recognize, being muffled and low. The lantern was deposited on the floor, and then the rubbish was pushed farther aside, and a slender figure raised itself through a hole in the floor, and Dick saw the face of the gypsy girl spy. "Oh, Ruth, is it you? How did you know I was here, and how did you get up through the floor?" The girl gave a little laugh of satisfaction. "The gypsy fortune-teller knows more than she is given credit for," she answered. "She was not far off when you were captured, for she feared there might be trouble, and she was on the watch. She knew als o that the chimney ran up through this room and that the flooring had fallen away, and was covered by a p i l e of rubbi sh, as she did not impart her know l edge to Black George as a dutiful daughter s hould, and she gave a mocking little laugh as s hook the dus t and cinders off her clothe s and c a me toward where Dick lay. "You poor boy," she murmured, a s s h e s a w how he was bound. She had brought a knife with her, and she made short work of cutting the rope s that bound Dick's wrists. He took the knife from her hands and tried to cut the ropes that bound his ankles but his fingers were so s tfff and numb that the knife almost fell from his grasp. "Let me do it/' she said, and in a moment more his legs were also free. He rose to his feet and took several turns about the room to regain control of his limbs, and to restore the impeded circulation. It took but a few. moments to regain his normal condition, and then he expressed his readiness to leave h1s prison quarters. "Can you go down the way I came up?" s h e asked. "I can do what you can," he replied. "I have not the key to the door, and was afraid to try and get it, but I really did not need it, fo r I knew of this opening, having hidden once heT e from Black Geo r ge himself when he was in a temper, and I was afra id he would kill me ." "How did h e ever get possession of you?" asked D i ck, who was always interested in other s troubles, and ready to help if he c ould. "Oh, I cannot thell you now. Firs t, we m u s t get away, and you mus t r eturn to your c a m p f o r it is not safe for you her e." "You are right," replie d Dick. "Shall I g o first, or will you lead?" "I know the way best," she ans we red simply. and picking up the l antern from t h e flo o r, s he disclo sed the hole through w h i ch s h e had entered the room and prepared to de sc end. Dick then saw that she h a d made use o f the uneven surface of the inside of the c h imney to' make the ascent, and there was no trouble to get down. "Pull the rubbis h over the hole," she wh:l"' pered. "Give them as much trouble a s we can. Won't they be surpris ed when they come fo r you, and won't they wonder how you got away! It will seem to them that you vanished in the a i r or rode out of the window like a witch, and s h e gave a joyful little chuckle at the thought of how cleverly she had outwitted Dick's enemie s Once outside, Dick told Ruth to go home, for h e could fin d h is way back to camp alone, but s h e would not consent, saying that she might yet of use to him. She did not lead him b a ck -to ward the bridge, but farther down along the creek, where she found a boat tied up under tne shelter of the shore. The waters had r isen con and were rushing swiftly along d ow n the creek. "Can you manage a boat in this storm?" she asked, a little anxiously. "If I can keep the boat heade d right, t h e wa ter will do the rest," replied Dick. "I'll chan ce it. I've been through wors e waters than this to-night." A s he loosened the moQring s and turned t o


THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE FORTUNE TELLER 11 say good night, to his surprise he found the gypsy girl was stepping in the boat with him. "You might better go back," he said hastily. "At best we' ll get a wetting, and there's no telling what the worst will be." I a m ready to take the chances, the same as you," she said. "Besides, there are more dangers than the ones coming from a stormy night." She said no more, but Dick understood that in attempting to rescue him she had incurred con ;;iderable danger herself. He pushed out into the water, which was almost a flood by this time, and using one oar as a paddle, tried to guide the boat through the turbulent tide. However, Dick was enabled to guide the boat in the current, and finally reaching a broader part of the creek, headed her toward the oppo site shore, which was reached just as the clouds were beginning to break away. As he stepped ashore and pulled the boat after him, so that Ruth might find a dry landing place, the girl lightly out and ran past him, waiting for no further thanks, and without so much as a wave of the hand in fareweH. Dick found him self some miles from the camp of the Liberty Boys, and in no condition to make the tramp across the rough, broken country after his night of hardship and abstinences from food since noon of the previous day. He was wet through, the water-soaked clothing making each step more of a task. Still he knew he must push onward, and he kept on doggedly, walking in the direction of the camp. Then he thought that perhaps some of the boys might be out looking for him, as they al way;; did when his absence was unexplained, and he gave one of their signals. No answer coming, he repeated it, and then it seemed to him tha.t an answering note came from the distance. He repeated his cry, and this time he was certain that there was a reply. Then he kept up the call at intervals, and every time it was repeated the sound was nearer, and before long the bushes were dashed aside, and from them ran Mark, Sam, and others with a cry of triumph. They did not wait for any explanation from Dick, nor did they tell him then that the boys ..._.-....,_....eJ:e out in all directions scouring the country for him, but picked him up bodily and carried him back to camp, where the boys on guard gave them a rousing welcome for his beloved captain. Dick hastily got into. some dry clothing, then ate his breakfast with good appetite, to the delight of the Irish cook's heart, and the German assistant's less extravagantly expressed satisfaction. Then he lay down and had a long sleep, waking later in the day in as fit a condition as if he had not passed the night under so unfavorable conditions. He had to tell the boys all about his adventures, and to thank them for their con cern in his behalf. CHAPTER VII.-:-The Gypsy Girl in a New Guise. The redcoats had not yet come across the creek to Westchester, and, as Dick had discovered their intention by his clever spying, they might not, but would make a landing farther up the riYe1, and take the patriots by surprise. He was debating what to do about the matter, re s olving to wait a reasonable time to see if the intended assault were made, when he heard a noise at the OJ6ljer edge of the camp, and went forward to it might mean. Reaching the spot, he saw a little old woman, bent nearly double, with white hair and no teeth, who was offering to tell the boys' fortunes for a few pen nies. She leaned on a staff, wore a long red cloak and a stuff petticoat, and was unrn.istakably a gypsy. "\Ve don't want our fortunes told, Granny," Ben was saying, "but if you need the money, we' ll gladly let you have it:" "I can tell many strange things, young gen tlemen," piped up the old crone, in a high key. "Be charitable to a poor old woman." "Not so old as you seem, my girl," laughed Dick. "This is a disguise, I suppose, to enable you to pass through the enemy's lines?" Bob and the other boys looked surprised, but, all of a sudden, the supposed old crone straightened up, threw back her cloak, tore off her white wig, and laughed heartily, revealing he1self as the gypsy girl spy of Harlem. "You are very observing, captain," she sAid. "I could deceive the young gentlemen, but not you." "Jove! but you deceived me," said Bob; "and I am generally on the lookout for anything of that sort." The boys were greatly surprised, for none of them had guessed that the little old woman was in reality a young and fresh girl, and they were warm in praise of her cleverness. "It is not often that I am deceived, Ruth," said Dick, "but that is because I am a spy myself, very likely, and I am on the watch for others in the same line. You have news of importance to tell me?" "They have another expedition, but what it is I have not learned. I thought it was better to tell you. You are the better spy, and perhaps it will be nothing for you to find things, where I cannot." "I may do it,". smiling, "but it will be a task if you have had trouble. We may work together, and thus do better work than if we worked inde-, pendently." "You will help me more than I shall help you, captain," replied the gy.psy girl. i "I don't know, said Dick quietly. "You have shown a great deal of cleverness in eluding the spies of the enemy, and in learning the intentions of the enemy, and I think you will be able to help me materially. In fact, you have already done so in effecting my escape and in securing the officer's despatches the other night." "Black George was just too late at that time," laughed Ruth. "He and the officer have sworn vengeance against me, and you also." "Then if we are coupled in that regard," with a light laugh, "I do not see why we should not work together against the enemy." "You can trust to Dick Slater to get you out of any trouble you may get into on his accm1rt't, my girl,'' observed Bob. "Yes, I know, but perhaps I cannot get him out of trouble so easy." "We will try not to get into any, either of us," Dick replied, smilin. "Have vou ever worn boys' clothes?" I


12 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE FORTUNE TELLER "Yes, often," laughing. "Then you are used to them, and will not ap pear awkward?" "No, for I have worn them oftih." "Very good. I will provide you with a suit, and I will put on an ordinary suit myself. We will be two country boys together. We should elude the vigilance of the guards and of the gypsies, also, if he be in the neighborhood." The gypsy girl was then provided with a full suit of boys' clothing, of good fit and modest appearance, and went into a tent to make the change, whlle Dick was putting on his own dis guise. When she reappeared she looked like a very trim and graceful boy, and the Liberty Boys hailed her with delight. Dick shortly ap peared, handing a brace of pistols to the girl, saying: "You know how to use these? You may need them." "Yes, I know; but I trust we will not want them." "It is as well to be Jl.rovided with the means of defense. Get two horses, Sam. We do not need to' walk, and we can leave the animals anywhere." Sam Sanderson presently brought up two horses which would not attract attention and which were speedy as well, and Dick and the gypsy girl mounted, the latter as lightly as any boy, and then they rode away. The Liberty Boys made no demonstration, for some one might be passing the camp whose suspicions would be a'l'oused. "It may be as well not to go over the bridge, Ruth," Dick observed, as they were riding on at a good gait. "It will be watched, and any one coming from this side will be regarded with suspicion, to be sure," the gypsy replied. "We have a boat in which we can cross. It will take us across the Harlem and not far from the old house, but that will not be out of our way any. There are redcoats there, and we may even pay another visit to the house itself." "Back George knows of the secret passage now," the gypsy girl said shortly. "Then it may tJ.Ot be wise to use it, but we will trust to circumstances Itmay help us, or it may not. We can judge better of that later." Nearing the point where he and Bob had left the boat, they dismounted, left their horses at a tavern, and said they would shortly return. No one suspected but that they were two country boys, for such they looked, and they passed with out comment Making their way to the shore, Dick found the boat where they had put it, help ed the gypsy girl in, and then pus hed off, spring ing in lightly a s it glided out into the stream. They pass ed Fort No. 8, which was one of the redoubts the British had erected previous to crossing the Harlem prior to the attack on Fort They landed not far from the secret entrance to the house on the hill, and walked along the bank after hiding the boat in the bushes, pres ently seeing a crowd of rough-looking boys ap-proaching. "There are Zeke Mudge, Pug Hodge, and more of same sort," said Dick. I don't see Bill Burgess, and I don't think the others will know us." "They are some of the boys who were about when I had the trouble with the gypsy, and you went into the tavern," the girl replied. "Yes, and they are a bad lot. Seeing just two strange boys alone, they may try to make trou ble for us. Leave it to me." Hodge, Mudge and the rest came up presently, and Zeke Mudge, glaring at Dick, said impudently: "You look putty well purvided fur. Got any money?" "Shouldn't wonder if I had, sonny," drawled Dick. "And, what's more, I'm goin' to keep it. Guess you must be a rebel, wantin' money. They generally do." "J?on't you call us rebels!" snarled Pug Hodge, commg to the rescue. "Do y:ou want to fight?" "What fur? I don't want to hurt you, bub." The contemptuous manner in which Dick ad dressed the Tory boys impressed them with the idea that he had no fear of them, and they be came less aggressive. "You don't want to call us rebels, 'less you want to fight," muttered another, from the rear. "Well, if you ain't rebels, it's all right. I lick rebels myself Where was you goin'?" "Who are you, anyhow?" asked Pug. "V.le never seen you around here. Strangers always pay toll, don't you know that? You got to give us each two pence for a half pint o' ale." At that Dick saw the gypsy man, Black George, coming along the road. "Oh, I have, hey? Do you see that man yon der? He's a constable, and if I tell him. he'll lock up every one o' you. Get out o' here!" Then Dick made a sudden feint t-:J strike Pug which caused that worthy to fall back so denly that he upset Mudge and a couple more of the boys, the others suddenly scattering, think ing there was going to be trouble. "Come!" whispered Dick. "We will brazen it out, and the man w:ori.'t know us. Rallo! There are some redcoats!" The two supposed country boys went on, and soon met the gypsy, who looked sharply at them, and asked: "Who you are? 'Vhat you do around here?" "Mind your business, you black-muzzed pirate!" retorted Dick. "By gum! ain't you the fellow what broke out o' jail last week? You look just like the printed placards of him. Come on, Tom, this fellow is a thief, and he'll steal your pennies." The gypsy glared angrily at the two boy s and tried to seize the les ser, a s more likely to be overpowered. The boy dodged, howevel', and then Dick struck the man a resounding blow on the che e k with his open hand, mutteirng: "Hit a fellow of your own size, you pirate! Come on, Tom." Then they hurried on, while the gypsy growl ed and felt in his coat for a knife, hurrying af ter the boys. Two or three redcoats now ap peared, and Dick, hurrying toward them, said ex citedly: "That's an escaped rebel back there. You want to arrest him or he will be making trouble." "By George, I believe the boy is right," declar-


THE LIBE.RTY BOYS AND THE FORTUNE TELLER 13 ed the very lieutenant with whom Dick had struggled in the hous e on the hill. "I have no ticed that he was acting very su s piciou sly of late." Then the redcoats hurried along and shortly stopped the gyps y, while Dick and the d isguised girl went on, turned a bend in the road, and then made their way between two buildings and were quickly out of sight. "He did not recognize us?" a s ked the fortuneteller. No, nor the redcoats, either." CHAPTER VIII.-A Bit of New s Reaching a quiet street in Harlem, Dick presently noticed a number of redcoats going into a s leepy-looking old tavern setting back of the road among the trees, and having a dingy old sign swinging from a worm-eaten pole in front. "This is a great resort for redcoats," said Dick "The old ale and the strong cheese appeal to them, and then the place is quiet, and they can talk without fear of interruption, which i s very important." 'rhey entered and Dick and the gypsy girl took seats in a corner where they could hear all that was said, although there was some confusion, and every one was te.lking at the same time. "When is the expedition going out, Jarvis, and whence?" a sked one of the redcoats seated near the newcomer. "It is to go up the river as far as Peekskill, or some of their heathen-named towns. There is too much killing among the rebels, Peekskill and Fis hkill and Kill Kull, Kaaterskill, and all the other Kills. One would think the rebels were a doughtyrace, with so many Kills in their talk." "The Hollanders are responsible for that. But never mind the Dutch names. When does the expedition set out? It goes up the river?" "Aye, with a lot of ships and a goodly force if men, and we're to seize everything we can find and drive away all the rebels that show themselves, and to destroy what we cannot take away with us." U "That's all very well, Jarvis, but when do we start? I'fn to have a moonlight stroll with the miller's pretty daughter, and I trust I shall not have to postpone it." "That I cannot tell you, but I know it will be soon." "We have heard all that we will, I think," said Dick. "The talkative lieutenant doe s not know the date of the expedition. That we'll have to learn el sewhere. There is little use in longer remaining here." They were rising to leave the place when Black George came into the tavern and looked about him. "There is a rebel spy about, gentlemen," he s aid. "Be careful how you speak before stran gers." The officers at the table nearest to the two supposed boys turned and looked at them, and then did not give them a second glance. The ..gypsy came forward and went on; "Dick Slater, the 1'ebel is in the district; he have come over in a boat, for cause dat de bridge i s watch." "Well, find him, gypsy," said one, "and we'll share the reward with you. What is it to say that the rascal is about when you don't find him? Anybody can raise an alarm." Black George was somewhat di s concerted by the indifference of the redcoats and another one said: "You came in here to get a drink, gypsy, ing that we would fill your pewter because you mentioned the spy. Find him, man, and then say what you have to say." "Get out o' the way!" said Dick, pushing the man aside roughly. "I guess you're the same fellow that tried to rob me an' Tom a while ago." The laughed, and Dick went on. "Trying the kinchin lay, are you, gypsy?" laughed one. "Think that is safer than robbing grown-ups, do you?" In gyps y parlance a "kinchin" i s a child, many of these wandering gentry having a habit of robbing children, hence the allusion was understood by George, who scowled and snarled: 1'Slater come over in de boat, but I have miss him. Dis boy might be Dick Slater, yes?" The laugh was louder than befo1e, and Dick went on. "Well, well, you are clever, gypsy!" "Take that stupid bumpKin for one of tha cleverest spies alive? You must wake George!" "That's the richest joke of the year! Wouldn't Slater feel complimented, gentlemen?" In the midst of the hilarity which these re marks occasioned, Dick and the gypsy girl passed out of the room and then to the road. "Some one saw me cross, and has told him" said Dick. "He did not recognize us, but must hasten." "Then if they know we came over in the boat they may be watching the place where we left it, thinking that we will return." "Perhaps. We must ascertain." They hurried back to the shore, and saw two or three of the boys they had met hanging near where they had left the boat, with one or two men in their company. "It looks suspicious," observed Dick, "but they do not seem to have found the boat. I do not know the man with them, and he may not be one of the enemy." As Dick and Ruth approached, the boys ran awa y, but the man remained, s a ying to Dick: "Have you a boat? I w i s h to get over to the other s ide. There are so many redcoats around the bridge, and they a s k so many ques that I do not like to go there These boys s a 1 d s ome one h a d a boat, bu t they did not know where it was." "You want to cro ss over"!" asked Dick, who did not s ee any harm in the man before him. "Where are you going?" "Up into Westch ester. My home i s near Peeks kill Landing, near to Lent's Cove. I am looking fo1 some one, but I am afraid I s hall never find him" T.he man had a sad look in his face, and did not seem to be altogether in his right mind, but


14 THE LIBE.RTY BOYS AND THE FORTUNE TELLER was harmless, apparently, for all that. Dick now saw other boys and some men approaching and said hastily: "Yes, I have a boat. Make haste; I am pursued by the enemy." "Redcoats? All right; I'll go with you," and the man hurried alongside Dick, who quickly drew out the boat and shoved it into the wtaer. The man and Ruth got in the former, looking fixedly at the girl, who was somewhat embarrassed by the attention, as she thought her sex was discovered "You're a p.retty good-looking boy," the stranger said, as he took his seat. "You make me think of some OJ)e, but I can't think who it is." "Hallo! Come back here!" shouted the men and boys, running down the bank as Dick pushed out. He picked up the oars without a word and pulled steadily, being soon well out from shore. "Halle! Come back here; that's my boat!" shouted one of the men, as he reached the shore. "All right; I'll it on the other side," answered Dick, pulling steadily ahead. The man continued to shout and threaten, but Dick went on as steadily toward the other shore, finally making a landing. ''You'll find the boat here," he shouted back, as he tied it up and set out for the tavern where h e had left the horses. "Good-by, sir," !;aid the stranger. "If you should ever come to my part of the country, stop and see me. My name is Yost-Michael Yost. Any one will tell you where I live." "TJ,ank you, sir; I may look you up. You are a good patriot?" "\Veil, I guess I am!" emphatically. "You two bo ys ought to J:le doing something for your coun try." "Oh, we are," replied Dick. "Well, good day. I trm:t I may see you again shortly." "It's funny I can't think who that boy with you reminds me of. but I can't. Pretty good-looking fello w, i sn't he?"

Pages 15-18 are m1ss1ng


THE LIBE.RTY BOYS AND THE FORTUNE TELLER 19 have just heard of a child being stolen, but whether from around here or not, I don't know. Has Yost always lived hereabout?" I reckon he has, but I couldn't tell you. There is Yosts in different parts of the State." There were no redcoats in sight now, and Dick and his little party set off toward the house of Michael Yost, which the farmer told them was a rambling, ;mpainted structure two stories in height in parts, and only one in others The boys set off in the direction indicated, and at length came in sight of the house, recognizing it at a glance. "Hallo !" cried Bob suddenly. "It seems a s if the redcoats were going to bother the man, after all, for all that the farmer didn't think they would." "Yes, it does look like it," sai d Dick, who, like Bob, had suddenly seen a party of redcoats dashing toward the house. The boys set off at a gallop, and were almost upon the 1edcoats before the latter saw them. Some of them had already entered the house, but now came out in haste as the alarm was given, and with them a man whom Dick and all the rest of the boys knew in a moment. It was the gypsy, and under his arm he had a brass-bound box which, no doubt, contained valuables. Yost was pursuing him, but, as he reached the door1 the gypsy turned and struck the man down. "After the ruffian!" cried Dick, and in a moment the boys let the redcoats go and gave chase to the gypsy. Grasping the brass-bound box firmly, the man raced across the road, leaped the fence at a bound, and dove into the wopds. These extended to the river, and a little creek on one .side and were quite thick, the scoundrel evidently hoping to elude the boys by taking to them. Firing a volley at .the redcoats to keep running, the boys dismounted and entered the woods, three or four only being left to look out for the horses. The gypsy tried to shake the boys off, endeavored to double on his tracks, and made use of one trick and another, but all to no purpose, for the boys kept him constantly in sight and gained on him every moment. Dick did not care to fire upon him, not so much for fear of bringing the redcoats upon them as that he believed he could catch him without doing so, and he never fired an unnecessary shot. George was provided with pistols, and he pres ently turned and fired at the two leaders, hoping to bring down one of them. They saw the flash, and as quick as lightning stepped behind trees, the bullets passing them without doing any hurt. "Let him fire all he wants to," muttered Bob. "It only takes time, and by and by he will want those shots, and he won't have any." The boys had glided ahead while shielded by the trees, and really gained more upon the gypsy than if he had not fired. He presently sent in another shot, and again the boys gained, Ben, Sam, and the rest gaining upon Dick and Bob also, so that they were rapidly closing in upon the fugitive. He reached the little Cl"eek and leaped in trying to hide in the bushes along the bank, and so double on his course while the boys were searching for him. Dick quickly signaled to the boys behind to run along both sides of the creek, doing this by using sounds in nature and not by spoken words, so that the might not know his intentions. He was quickly 1'!1"uted from his hiding place, and found that if he tried to double he would be caught, and so hurried on desperately. The creek was very shallow farther on, and the boys could run along its bed almost dry-shod, and therefore the man left it, being in danger of capture if he remained in it. 'then he turned toward the river and made his way as rapidly as he could, takingto as open country as he could find, and abandoning the wilder and more tangled parts as tak!Jlg up too much time. Dick and Bob had not lost sight of him once since the chase began, and were gaining materially, being as fresh as at first, while the gypsy was showing signs of great fatigue. Black George dashed into the strip of woods bordering the river, and plunged through it, reaching a high bank only a few yards in advance of Dick Slater. Then he rushed forward and leaped out with a spring. making a good leap before he began to fall. He cleared all obstructions, and, striking the water squarely, feet first, disappeared like a stone. Die);; and Bob halted on the brink, and the other boys shortly came up, spreading along shore. There were three or four boats anchored a little out from shore, each with one or two redcoats in it, and when the man catne up he swam toward one of these and was taken in. ""'ell, he has escaped us now," Dick. "But he is like :> moth that constantlv returns to the flame, and we will see him again." The gypsy was taken into the boat, and shook his flst at the boys on the bank above, but they only laughed, and Bob shouted back: "Aye, shake your fist, you black-muzzled thief, but we'll have you yet for all your friends;the redcoats." "The fellow did not take his box with him when he leaped into the water," said Dick. "J think he must have hidden it somewhere along the creek. Suppose we hunt for it." They retraced their steps, on both sides of the creek when they reached the point where George had left it, and searching in every little nook where the man might have hidden the box. Three or four of the boys looked under the bushes at the edge of the brook, and in a few moments came upon the box hidden under a stone and hurriedly covered with dry leaves. CHAPTER XII.-The Truth at Last. The boys brought the box to Dick, who took it and said: "This belongs to Michael Yost, so we will take it back to him and learn more about this mysterious affair. We may prove that Ruth is hif' daughter, stolen by the gypsies. Strange if it should'" prove so, is it not?" "Yes, but we are all the time meetlng with just as strange events," replied Bob. They all went back, fincli.Jlg no redcoats near the house nor in sight, and, seeing them coming, Yost came out.


20 THE LIBE RTY BOYS AND THE FORTUNE TELLER So you got the b ox, did you, captain?" he a s ke d taking i t from Dick. "The scoundrel knew I wanted that. Did you catch him?" "No; he leaped into the and e s caped. T h e redcoats to{)k him in." "Yes, and he' ll take them in-the sneak! He'll pretend t o work fo r any one, but he'll s ell 'em o u t the first chance he gets ." "Then you know h im? Di c k a s ked. "Kl1o w him! I s hould I did. The scamp stol e a hors e o f m in e, and I had him convicted a n d sent t o jail, and when he got out he s tole my little girl, and I've been t r ying t o fin d her ever since I h a dn t s een the man in ye a r s but I knew him. He c oul dn't k eep a,way. Wanted to do me m o r e m isc h:ef, se t t he redcoats to burning the h ouse and stealing all t hey could lay their hand s on. The baby' s t hings are in that bo x If he could get hold of them, I couldn t prov e anything-. H e s a thief and a lw a y s was and h e w ill c o me to t he gallo ws i f s om e body d o e sn't s hoot him fir st." "How old was the little girl when she was stolen?" "Three or four year s She wouldn't remember me, it isn't likely, but I'd know her, and then I've got a miniature in that bo x and I don't belie v e she'd change much. The features would be the same, but she'd be older, of course. "I kno w of a young woman who was stolen by g y p s ie s but I won't say that she i s your daJ!gh ter. You mus t be p repared for a disappoint ment." Oh, that's nothing, captain," wearily. "I've been dis appoin t ed forty times and I'm u s ed to it. 1'11 know her in a minute, so don't let that worry you. I don't set any store by anything, and I don't get up any hopes Let me see her, and I can tell you in a minute whether she's my baby girl or not.." "Remain here, Mr. Yo st," continued Dick, "and I will bring the girl to you. She is a spy for the patliots and i s very clever. I saw her this morning. She dresses like a gypsy, and I thought she was one till recently. Then I learned that she was not." "Hal a spy, eh? And clever? That would be jus t like Ruth. She was as cute as a fox when she was little, and she wouldn't be likely to get over it, living with gypsies. Well, I'Jl wait; but I'm not counting anything on it. I've been disappointed too often." "I will return as soon a s possible, Mr. Yost, but I shall have to hunt her up, and she may have gone to some other camp. Keep upa good heart, for I believe that this young woman i s your missing child." The boys 1ode off to Continental Village, and learned that the gyps y girl spy had ridden off to Fort Con stitution, some mile s distant, for the purpos e of notifying Colonel Marinus Willett, then in charge, of the presence of the enemy. -"We shall h a ve to wait till s he c o me s back, then," remarked Dick, "for we may be needed in t hi s quarter. A day w ill mak e very little dif f erence." Late in the afternoon a strong party of the Libm t y Boys, headed by Dick and Mark, were in 1 he neig hborhood of the creek, when they came u pon a party of redcoats about to set fir e to s m e v es s el s containing food, then at anchor. The redcoats h a d d r iv e n away the small guard left with the boats and would havesucceeded in thei r purpose but for the p r esence of the Liberty Boys The g allant fell o w s c harged t he e n emy at

THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76 CURRENT TWO CROPS OF POTATOES Walter Vaught, who lives near l!oggstown, S helby County, has dug two crops of potatoes from his garden this year. In the summer he dug seventeen bus hels, leaving the smaller potatoes in the ground, which he ploughed in. They took root and started to grow. Vaught became interested and cultivated them. Later Vaught dug thirty bushels of pQtatoe s. BOYS SELL PILLOWS OF CATTAIL DOWN Enterprising small boys in the vicinity of Jamaica Bay sloughs New York. are reaping a harves t of cattails They sell the down a s stuffing for pillows and sofa cu s hion s making money by their transactions to see all th_e movi es of their neighborhood and also keep their stocks of chewing gum well filled Chicken or duck feathers are the stan.dard suffing for pillows. Down from gee s e IS smd to be the best, but the Jamaica Bay lads insist a!! expert cannot tell the difference between a cattail pillow and one made from the finest goose feathers BOY GETS F IFTY CENTS PER MONTH FOR LIFE Thrift Magazine tells an interesting story of the father of a 10-year-old b o y in New York who COMING! NEWS was bes iefied by hi s young hopeful to buy a certain plaything amounting in value to $100. Day after day the father '.Vas coaxed, cajoled, and threatened. He put up numerous defensive arguments that were brus hed a s ide with scorn. Finally the fathe r said: "Son, which would you rather have, this toy or 50 cents a month a s long as you The boy chose the 50 c ents a month for life. The father inve s t e d $100 in a gilt-edge d security yielding six p e r cen t ., and the boy was given a le ss on in thrift and the value of money that will be of untold value to him a s long a s he lives. 200 SQUARE MILES OF GOLD CLAIMS STAKED The di strict from Kirkland Lake to Lardet Lake is now s olidly staked. Twenty-five mile s in length, five miles in width, it i s doubtful if in all the mining hi story of Canada such an extens ive block has been taken up in mining chims Smaller patches have been staked around large block, so that altogether in this gold d i s trict between Kirkland and Larder two hundred square mil e s are in the hands of mining companies and prospectors The activity in the neighborhood of Larder Lake was caused by the splml did results obtained by Brown Re serve in the Co s tello vein. CO MING! In "Mystery Magazine" No. 100, Out January 1, 1922 A rousi n g feature story of diplomatic i ntrigue rt is entit led A SECRET SERVICE CASE By HAMIL TON CRAGlE and ELLIOT BALESTIER This is one of the most remarkable detective stories issued this year. Do not fail to read it if you like stories full of pep and puzzlin g Mystery THE SAME NUMBER WILL CONTAIN The Invisible Han d b y Rosewell G. Lowry By Ml;ltu a l Agreement, by \Vill A Wilkinson The Double Dou ble cross, by George Ethelbert Walsh S is o wath by 0 W. Simons and a number of other stor ies, sketches and s h ort articles on a l arge variety of su bjects. WAt-cH FOR No. 100-0UT JANUA R Y 1


22 THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76 Bellville Academy B oys -ORj VICTORIES OF TRACK A N D FIELD By RALPH MORTON (A Serial Sto1y) CHAPTER XL A Race With a Handicap. The youths knew that he meant what he said. Arabella had retreated to the grandstand again with a light of pride for Dan shining in her eyes. "Oh, Arabella," said one of her girl CO!J1pan ion s from the school, "you should not let h1m go. Use your inftu ence with him for he will kill himself, surely." "I believe he can run it, even now," sai d Dan's sweetheart, "for he is a wonderfur athlete, and I know what grit will do." Dan certainly lived up to :Rer hope, but it was a tremendous task, as he was to learn. Watson for Exover Academy, was far from desirous of 'making that race with a disabled man, but he was forced to by the gallant Bellville youth who after a drink of oatmeal water, which he used as a freshener for his jaded strength, stood ready for the contest. The starter came forward. "There are four fellows in this race," said he. "Where are the other two?" Dan beckoned to Sammy Bell, who was to contest in that event as well as himself. "I won't do it," began Sammy. But Dan's looks made him come to time, and in line. "Ready! On the line!" began the umpire, as the four contestants lined up. "Set--bang!" The revolver shot rang fol'th. The crowd hardly expected Dan Barnett, bandaged on his shoulder and ann, to make even a good start. They had a good surprise before them. The lad pulled himself together, and after the first unsteady wobble, in the first ten steps, he went along smoothly enough. "Well, it's against my advice," said the doctor, "but I am glad to see that he can pull up so well. They will run slow for awhile, ir:t this race, and so before they start to sprmt he w1ll drop out by necessity." The doctor reckoned without his host, how ever, for Dan was not dropping, nor thinking of it. "I must win this if it takes every ounce of strength in my body for the next ten years," m 'uttered Dan, between clenched teeth. The hardest thing was for him to forget the pain in his shoulder, and yet he managed 1t. He concentrated so hard upon the stretch before him the need for winning, and his great desire to make good, handicapped as he was, that he did not even notice the runners at his side. The four trotted along with-steady pace, and Dan took the lead in the run. "Go, Dan," advised Sammy, behind him, out Dan paid no heed to th1s coach ing. The brave lad kept right on with what his instinct told him was the best pace for his own running, and indeed it was a good one for that part of the long 1un. Around the track again and again ran the runners, and the crowd on the grandstand waxed more and more enthusiastic as the lad gained in his strength >vith remarkable fortitude. "Good for Barnett!" "Hooray for the Bellville boy!" Even the lads from the r ival Academy were giving him many good round cheers, and Dan heard not a syllable of it, for he \Vas concentrating every thought in increasing his speed, as the laps in the track increased in number. Dan never knew that he had such speed in his own good legs as this. He could not help wondering, in a curious sort of way that his strength could last so well. The and the shoulder were throbbing horribly. He was paying the penalty m acute phys1cal suffering for his nervy determination. Yet, on he went, like the runner at the first great Marathon race from the battle of Ther mopylre, in Greece, running though death were to take him at the end of the course. Dan feared that if he thought of his aches or pains he would weaken his own strength. And so he valiantly maintained his forced spurting by concentrating every thought upon the tack in hand. He thought only of the white line of tape which would be stretched across the track, as he rounded on the last lap. "I must make it---1 must-! must--! must!" This was the uppermost, in fact the only thought which was in his mind. And the lad, despite his handicapped physical condi-tion, forged ahead, inch by inch and foot by foot, in advance of his competitors in the long contest. This time he showed that he was under a great strain as he passed the grandstand crowd. Their sympathies were all with the injured Bellville lad, and even the boys from the visiting Acadamy were applauding his game attempt to win. "On, on!" shouted the c1owd. Now, indeed, did Dan seem to have forgotten all about his injury. His legs were spinning, for they were nearing the end of the 1ace, and he put his competitors to a great test to keep up their ov,:n end of it. Faster! Faster! How that Bellvillite did cover the ground, and his steps now were longer, with more mechanical movement, for this was what they call the spurt for the second wind. (To be continued.)


THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '7G 23 FROM ALL PO I NTS PETRIFIED MEN I N CAVES Dr. Alec Hardlicka o f the National Museum, Washington, has visited the .Luray Caverns, Vir ginia, for the p_urpose examinin15 and 1:emoving certain bones, mclosed m stalagmite, wh1ch were believed to be human. After considerabl e diffi culty the entire deposi t co ntaining the bones was taken out in pieces w hich showed the re mains of most of the parts of a human skeleton, but n o trace remained of the skull with the ex ception of a portion of the lower jaw. The spec imens have been given to the museum for fur ther study. FIND PRISON S T OWAWAY:::; John Fichera, Paol o Orofino and Peter Cas tiglione, all sentenced to A uburn Prison from Rocheste:, who stowed away the other day m the prison, were found under a pile of scrap iron in one of the had dug a deep pit. supplied then:selves w1th food to. last two weeks, and Y:Ith stilettos made from kmves taken from the prison mess hall erected a roof, over which conferedates among the prisoners had pilecl the scrop iron. They evidently planned to stay there until thC' prison officers believed that they had cron e oYer the wall, after which they would reappear in tlw nig11t and make good their es cape. Fichera anJ 01ofino are both murderers, serv ing 20-year sentences, and Castigli?ne i s not less than iwo years for assaultmg an Itahan girl. FAT MAN STUCK THREE DAYS IN CAVE A recent order, by which all persons having a waist measurement of more than 33 inches, are until furthf>r notice, excluded from the Crystal Caverns, one of the famous. _of the Sequoia National Park, Cahforrua, has 1ts ex planation in a recent accident of curious nature, says Popular Mechanics. A man o more. average girth attempted to enter the cave, which i reached through a narrow crack between the rocks. He succeeded in in, but reached a point where he could neJ .t !1er go ahead nor turn back, and was held a pnsoner between the rocks. t After three days without food, he had 10S enough weight to enable forest rangers .to free him by clipping away the rocks around him; The ca\e entrance is now to be widened s u.fficlently to prevent the repetition of such an acc1dent. $100 LEFT ON DEPOSIT 60 YEARS IS NOW $800 Saving money i s not so hard after a person once aC'1U i re:o; the habit. The United States Gov ernment makes i t easy for every man, woman and child to practice thrift. The start be made with a dime invested m a Savmgs Stamp or $1 will open an interest-beanng Po_stal Savings account or pay for a Treasury Savmgs Stamp. Twenty or these $1 Treasury Stamps with a few nickels added, or a postal savings deposit, can be converted into a ury Savings Certificate, paying $25 at maturity. These Savings Certificates are a l so sold in nn turity denominations of $100 and $1,000. The y interes t at 4 per cent., comp ounded quar terly, when held until maturity, and can always be c onverted into cash on short notice at more than their original cost. Chauncey M. Depew, erstwhile United Senator from New York, put $100 i n a Peekskill, N Y savings bank in 1860. It was his first $100. Maybe Senator Depew found, as many do, that the first $ 1 00 proved to be the ha rdcst.. Anyway, in spite of strenuous temptation, he re fused to draw upon that $ 1 00, and, as a 1esult of later prosperity, finally forgot about it. Not long ago Senator Depew entered the Peekskill bank to greet some o l d friends and they reminded him of hi s "nest fgg. On computing the inter e s t it was found that the original deposit of $100 had grown to $800, and owing to the long period in which it had lain undisturbed had achieved the di stinction of being known as the bank's star account. "Myst e ry Magaz i ne" SEMI-MONTHLY 10 CENTS A COPY LATEST ISSUES 8!1 A KEYLESS by IIamllton Crargle 81 PI{(H'El

24 THE LlBERTY BOYS OF '76 Condemned To Be Shot By JOHN SHERMAN At the close of the Civil War, I, like thousands of others, found bankrupt. Mexico promised fair, and so, gathering together what little money I could, through the of a few friends, I turned my, face thither, and, after a while, loc2ted in the lovely town of Parras. He:e I opened in an unpretentious building, and hanging out my sign, resigned myself to await events. At that time Maximilian was struggling to establish his empile, and though the French troops had not yet penetrated into this seclude d spot, yet the country was greatly unsettled. Under ordinary circumstances a physician i s regarded in Mexico with almost as much veneration as are the priests, but at the time of which I speak, nobody was safe for an instant if he ventured. ever so little, outside the immediate limits of the town. Of this I y;as made aware, and repeatedly C::t\1tioncd not, lmder any to be persuaded to ride into the country. One eYening. six months subsequent to my arrival in the place, I '''as seated at my of fice door, content with myself.. and all the world, for business had been good, wnen I was abruptly aroused from my reverie by the sound of horse's feet coming down the narrow street at a rapid gait. I glanced up in time to see the horseman pull up and dismount, and immediately after approach wl1ere I was seated, hat in hand. He was a diminutive specimen o:f a lepro, though with a countenance much more intelligent than usually found among that class. He had come for me to visit a neighboring hacienda, the property of a rich planter, whose onlv child, a young girl, way lying desperately iil '\\ith one of the terrible fevers indigenous to that country. 'The place was some three, oi, perhaps, four miles distant, near the foot of the mountains. I at flatly refused to go, but, finally, over come by the messenger's pathetic account of the young girl's suffering, the father's grief and the promise of a heavy fee, I gave in, and ordered my horse out. A brisk ride of an hour brought us in sight of the long, low white building, and as I rode up I discovered, standing upon the veranda-as though impatiently awaiting my coming-a fine looking old gentleman, who instantly seized upon my hand, and dragged me within the house. I found the patient-a beautiful young girl just budding into womanhood-hovering between life and death. Before leaving the bedside I announced to the delighted father that his child would live. I never saw such gratitude, such perfect happiness expressed by anyone, and when I turned to depart, he would hear of no such move:rmmt.. "The road was not safe," he said, "and I must wait until morning, when he would send two or three of hi s people to town with me, as a bodyguard The night passed quietly, and after a magnificent breakfast next morning the old don permitted me to depart, first exacting a promise that when more quiet times should come !.would often visit him. I 'finally got off-bearing with me a good round sum as a reward for my successful treatment of the invalid-but not by the same road by which I had come. Under guidance of the lepro who had come for me the day before, and guarded by tv;o wellmounted Me.icans, we struck into a blind path leading along the foot of the range, evidently with a view of dodging any chance band of outlaws who might happen to be in the neighborhood But, if such was the old cion's calculation, he made a woeful mistake, for not more than three qu::nters of a mile froM the hacienda we were brought up all standing in the middle of the trail by a harsh command to halt, proceeding from the chaparral on the left of the road. Immediately my cowardly guard threw down their arms and incontinently fled the field, yellin g at the top of their voices. A moment after I was surrounded by half a hundred wild-looking fellows, the chief of whom rode up to my side and began plying me with questions. These I cut short by pulling out the heavy purP.e the old don had given me, which I handed to him, saying-, that I knew that that was the best answer I could make, and as it was the only one of the kind I at present could use, I trusted they v;ould receive it and let me go my way. What the reply to this reasonable request might have been I cannot say, for at that instant we were interrupted by, first, a loud yell, then a crashing volley from half a hundred muskets, which made sad havoc in the ranks of the picturesque gentry; the whole followed by the ringing notes of c. bugle sounding the charge, whi

THE LIB ERTY BOYS OF '76 25 then to myself, strove to make the blockheads understand that I was under its protection. They only laughed, and, in sudden rage, I dashed the book into the officer.'s face, and took my place in the condemned line. A sergeant and twelve men were detailed, we were Jed out into a little open space, and placed v.--ith our backs toward the hill, the firing party took positions in front, and all was in readiness for the fearful tragedy. I closed my eyes to murmur a brief prayer, and with them still closed I heard the first command, followed by the click, click, click, as the carbines were cocked But my strained ear caught another sound as well. It was the faint hoof-strokes of a horse ridden rapidly. The sound was heard by the others, too, and a momentary pause in the dreadful proceedings ensued. The next instant a horse, panting with the exertion of his swift race, and ridden by an cld man with flowing white hair, das hed into the opening, scattering the firing party right and left, and altogether producing the greatest excitement. It was the old don whose daughter I had saved, and somehow or another I immediately felt that it was now his turn to save me, and that he would do it. And he did. In as few words as possible he explained, speaking French as fluently as a native, who I ,./as, and how I came to be in the hands of the outlaws and then, drawing a large, legal-looking document from his bosom, he handed it to the F1 ench officer The paper, whatever it was, produced a remarkable change in the man's manner, who, in returning it, begge d to offer as many apologies. as I and the old don chose to accept. Well, I thus got away from both outlaws and French, and it made such an impression upon my mind that, in as short a time as possible, I got away from the country, perfectly satisfied to es cane with a whole skin, even though my pockets in a fearfully emaciated condition. e I 511-I I STRANGE NEW ENGLAND TRIBE The olde s t people in Massachusetts, or, for'that matter it might be said, in this country, are the Jackots, of Boxboard City, near Taunton, a peo ple whose chief peculiarities are their albinism, the result of many years of interbreeding, their moral laxity, and their mania for "swapping," a mania that has resulted in many strange epi-sodes. One of the strangest of these resulted not so long ago in a more stringent supervision of the practices of the tribe being effected when it was brought to the attention of the state officers. This was the swapping by one "f the Jacket patriarchs of hi s wife for a horse. This patriarch, who h:1cl so indulged his passion for trading that he had nothing left to barter but the clothes on his back and his wretched ho\el, made the exchange with a 'brother!. handing over his wife for a horse worth about $10. Within twelve hours he had traded the horse for another horse. Meanwhile the brother had taken the wife to Taunton and announced that he was perfectly willing to swap her for anything of equal value. At this point, however, the state officers stepped in. The brother's announcement had reached their ears, and they took both him and the woman into custody. Thenthe husband was located and informed that he would have to take back his wife and return the horse. He proteste' d that the exchange was made in good faith and in ac c01dance with the usual customs of his people, but his protests were of no avail. Another instance of the Jackots' mania for swapping was when one of the tribe, just released from the state fa1m, made his way to the grocery store of a man named Wilson, ne a r the colony. The released Jackot had only his swap ping instinct and hi s clothes and a d e sire to purchase something. While Wilson went into another room to draw molass es for a customer the J ackot entered into a barter with some of his former associates who happened to be present, and when the astonished proprietor 1eturnecl he had sold for $2.40 every stitcb of his clothing and stood, a leafless Adam, in the center of the floor. 'Wilson but the trouserless jacketless J ackot was unperturbed. He demanded a barrel, "allowing" that with a bar;:el as covering and his $2.40 tightly clutched in his teeth he could make his Nay back to his kins men. The barrel was freely given, and the last the grocer saw of the Jackot he was making his way toward Boxboard City, waddling along with a sort of rotary motion. The Jackots do not have much traffic with the world outside their little kingdom, except when it comes to horse swapping or bartering of some sort. When a stranger appears in their village most of the adults take to the shelter of their cabins. The children are a bit mole friendly or curious. and the visitor has an opportunity to inspect their albinism-their chalk-like sldn and hair and their pink eyes. The Jackots are a shiftless lot and their standards of morality me not of the highes t. There was a time when mothers and fathers, grown sons and daughters and whole broods of small children lived together promiscuously. Marriage licen ses were practically an unknown quantity and the tracing of genealogies would have been next to impo s sible Th,e history of the Jackots dates back as far as the war for independence, when a Frenchman named Jacot settled at Freetown, Mass. with his la1ge family. ..... "Mamma, this paper say that cattle when with other cattle eat more and fatten better than when kept alone." "Yes, my child. I guess that is right." "Well, mamma, we must be like cattle." "Why, what do you mean, child?" "We always have more to eat and eat more when we have company."


26 THE LIBE RTY BOYS O F '76 THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76 NEW Y ORK, DECEMBER 23, 1 92 1. TERMS TO SUB SCRIBERS Ringle Copies ... ........ Poata&&"e l>'ree vue Copy Thre e 1\lonth s .... e On a Copy Sb: l\lonths ....... Cop y One Year ......... Cunada, $!.00; Foreign, $4.50. 1 C enta 80 C e nt.,; .1.111 S .50 UOW TO SEND 1\lO:t-.EY-At our risk sen<.l P. 0. Check or Letter; remittlUlces lu any .othe r wa.v are at your risk .. We accept t;tamps stune ns cash. '' nen sending silver wra p tile Coin In n separate piece of puper to avoid cuttln&" the envelope. Write your name and address plainly. A

THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76 27 A FEW GOOD ITEMS HORRORS OF LIFE IN THE SPANISH ARMY Fifty-five British members of the Spanish Foreign Legion 1eached Madrid Nov. 19, on their way to England, having been released from their Pnlistments after a protest. by the British Gov ernment. Eight of the men have been wounded .1hile nine others of their countrymen are said M be in hospitals in Melilla. A few of the dis r'harged men claim citizenship, but fought during the World _War as members of British regiments and later enlisted in the Span Foreign Legion. Several are Canadians. RATTLESNAKE KILLED IN TRAP Amandus Creitz cf Steinsvillc, northwest of Kutztown, Pa., got the surprise of his life when he set a powerful steel trap to what he thought was a rat of unmual size and appetite, judging by the amount of food that was disap pearing nightly from his cellar. One morning recently a rattlesnake was found in the trap, Cl'Ushed to death by the heaYy spring. Since then nothing has been missed from the cellar. women in the household entered and mo>ed about the cellar every day while the snake was hiding the1e. MOTH BALLS GOING UP The lowly moth ball is rolling upward in value due to a scarcity of camphor in Formosa and is bnds of the Japan group. Reports 1eceived at Seattle, Wash., Nov. 19, indicate that dealers in camphor in the Orient can offer but a limited quantity this year. There has been a strange disease killing camphor trees in Formosa, which for several years has threatened the industry. The Japanese Government is spending large sums in an experiment with a view of combating the danger4..... The world's supply of camphor has been from Yormosa. CATS' PIED PIPER Like the Pied Piper the Sheepshead Bay, N. Y., fish dealer has a following of cats as he pushes his cart through the residence section on FIi day mornings. The cats for blocks away hear his shrill cry of "Fresh fish!" or perhaps smell his cargo and come slyly through the streets for a chance at a delectable bit of sea food. When the fishman gets a customer he eleans and scales the fish on the ground. This is the chance for the neighborhood cats. Their part of Li}e feast consists of the discarded heads and tails of fluke and sea bass. Obtaining a prized portion most cats break for home to enjoy the repast, while others not so fortunate hang on the ped dler's heels and follow him about until he 1inally makes a sale and permits them to profit on his loss ..BUTTERFLY RANCH A butterfly mnch is the interesting and lucrative venure of a Maine woman. While the ranch does not pay her so well as the -chicken f arrr. which she also owns, it calls for les s work, smaller equipment and nowhere near so la:rge an investment. A few boxes, some bark, moss, gravel and earth form the whole outfit. In the early. days of her venture she depended upon finding the cocoons from which the butterflies and moths are hatched in the wo ods near her hom e but for some time she has been breeding them on ihe ranch. Hatching boxes are manufactured at home. The great diff culty in the breeding of moths from home produced cocoons is that of keeping the caterpillars where it is possible to get the cocoon once it is formed. The moths lav their eggs on the bark of trees, on leaves and other places. The eggs are closely observed until the caterpillar, which is the embryonic butterfly or moth, hatches. Then the caterpillar i s placed on a tree branch until the cocoon has been formed. The latter is placed in the hatching box to remain until the moth comes forth, when the process is repeated. The moths are mounted anrl sold to collectors, schools and museums. BOTTLES BY MACHINERY The bottle-making machine was bo1 n of necessity. A French glass manufacturer was harassed by labor troubles in one way or. another until at last he shut down his plant. Then he set to work trying to devi se a machine that would take the place of men in blowing bottles. It was not many months before machincB were installed and his work started again. This was the forerunner of the American machine that is so nearly human that it ca1. do its work better than men, and can make bottles fol: forty cents a hundred which cost seventy cents under the hand method. The introduction of the bottle-making machinery exploded that theory, and when the manu factuter recites the advantages of the machinemade bottle over the hand-made, and adds that the number of bottles broken among hand-made ones was thirty per thousand, as compared with three per thousand, machine-made, he clinches his argument against the older method. One of the boons of the new method is the fact that pulmonary diseases, which were very frequent among bottle-blowers, have been almost entirely overcome by the new method. Passing the blowing tube from lip to lip spread contagion, and the high death rate among glassblowers was attributed mo1e to this than any one cause. In the machines compressed air does the work that was hitherto required of human lungs, and the sick and death rates have both fallen off since the introduction of the machines More than twenty-five factories are now turning out machine-made bottles.


. ... 23 THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76 THE NEWS IN NUTS FIT HOLES IN TREES While in California last winter the writer saw several oak tre e trunks pitted as if by smallpox. The holes are made b y woodpeckers, and in every hole is an acorn place d there by squirrel s. The nuts are so firmly imbedded that it i s impos s ible to remove them with the fingers. PREDICTS HARD WINTER From the heavy fur found on bears last aut umn it i s predicted that this winter will be a hard one. This seas on they are prophesying that the ap proaching winter will be unusual'y severe. The largest black bear killed in the Snoqualmie For est Reserve for years was slain :recently by Ar thur Lenz near the right fork of the Snoqualmie River. Bruin was f eeding on late huckleberries pre paratory to seeking his winte1 den. The ani mal weighed 550 pounds, of which 100 pounds was pure fat. The pelt, which p ossessed layers of fatty tissue, proved to be a thick coat of funy hair. SHORT ARTICLES roundly, 135,000 acres in a solid block, located in Union, Ou achita and Morehouse Parishes near the city of Monroe, and de signated as the 1\fonroe gas field, is outlined in the report. The report estimates that the total amount of gas in the is roundly 4,750,feet, or thuty-two cubic mlles cal culated at eight-ounce pressure above atmosphere with indications that the volume is much greater' the limits o.f the had. not been finally determmed at the t1me the mvest1gation was con cluded. The Loui siana gas field is "undoubtedly the greatest natural gas field yet discovered" an official of the Bureau of Mines said Copie s of the reports submitted by engineers of the bureau to Governor Parker of Louisiana have been received at the bureau, this official said and justify t)1e that. underlying of gas Will run mto "tnlhons of cubic feet." RAINS HIS MONEY ON THE CROWD AND HE IS HEADED FOR BROADWAY SMALL CHANGE IN FRANCE Hervey M. Phillips, a former Chicago newsTher-e' s plenty of small chang-e in Franc e boy, now a rich Mexican miner, created a furore again. Small change during the war was one of in Omaha, Nov. 2, by throwing silver quarters the mo s t vexatiou s of the mino r problems of life half dollars and dollars from his hotel there. If you tried to buy a t1cket on the Paris and then daJ?hing up_ and Farnam and Har subway and did not have the right change you ney streets 111 a tax1, throwmg s1lver coins right sometimes had to wait until the people in line and left. after you had paid in enough to change your He continued to-day throwing money to the bill. Small coins had a tendency to disappear, birds but passed out $5 and $10 bills. He gave as they did during our own civil war. them to newsboys, waiters in restauSome remedy was provided in the issue on the rants, bell boys m hotels and threw others to total authority of local Chambers of Commerce of strangers ,;vithout a word. f1actional paper money. But this currency was He took a dozen newsboys to a shop and good only locally, so persons travelling had to be bought them serv1eeable shoes, refusing to on gua1d against it. Some went about with strips purchase anythmg shoddy or flashy. of stamps which they used more or less To-night he gav a dinner at the best hotel successfully as small change. in town to about 100 little news boys. All this bother has come to an end now in the I ju t want the boys to have a good time" he recent issue of 300,000,000 francs in small change. explained. "When I was a newsboy in I The coins are not silv er-but of metals curiously was often hungry and cold. I've got money now reminiscent of war monuments and medals, and and I'm going to help the boys whenever I can." of messkits and airplane engines since aluminum Phillips arrived in Omaha recently and regisafid bronze are the metals used. They are istered from the City of Mexico. s ued as token money only, with the backing of "I've never been to New York, but I'm going the combined credit of all the Chambers of Com-there in the next two weeks," he said to-night. merce of France, and since they are good all over "I'm going to spend about a week in Chicago, the country tourists will have no more of the and then off for New York. Don't know what I'll small change nuisance of the war period. do there, but I'm going to see the town, and I'm going to see it right. I'm going up one side of BIG NATURAL GAS FIELD IS FOUND IN LOUISIANA A natural gas field with "tremendous produc tion potentialities" has been uncovered in Northern Louisiana, according to a report made pJlblic in New Orleans, Nov. 20, after an inYe stigation by engineers of the Federal Bureau of Mine s conducted for the State on request o f Governor Parker. A oroductive area of 212 Quare miles, or, Broadway and down the other. And believe me, whe n I get through they'll know I've been there." Phillips i s about thirty. He is slow-spoken and slow of action. He wears a white sombrero and a rather rough suit of clothes But he car ries a roll of bills s o big he has to divide it to get it into his pocket s To-day when a policeman went to take him into custody for throwing money around he pulled out a bank book showing deposits of between $600,000 and $ 700,000.


... "'What other men have done with the help o f the Internati o nal Correspondence Schools, I can do, tool If the I C S. has raised the salaries of other men, it can raise m i n e. If i t has helped others t o adva nce, i t can help me. To me, I. C. S. m e a n s I CAN SUCCEED.'" Make up your min d r igh t now tha t not another day shall pass unti l you have made your start toward success Simply say "I Will," and the I. C. S will come to you with the very help you need. Whether you're a dollar a-day man, or a dollar-an-hour a long-hour man, or a short-hour man-there's a better job ahead and the I. C S. will prepare Y?U to step into it. No ma t ter where you live, or how little time or money you may have, the I. C S has a course of training to fit your needs. Hundreds of thousands of ambitious men have achieved success through I. C. S. help i n the past 30 years-over 130,000 are now studying, getting ready for the big jobs ahead Join them and make your life something to be of. You can do it. Mark and mail the coupon T O DAY a nd find ou t how. It won't obligate you in the l east __ .,.. ___ TEAR OUT HERE-----[NTERNATIONAL CORRESPONDENC E SCHOOLS BOX 4491 SCRANTON, PA. Without cost or obligation please erplaia how I can qualify for the position. or in the subject lJe/ore which I have marked an X in the list b elow : 1 E3 ELECTRICAL ENGII\'EER Electric I.igbtlng & 1\ailwaya Tolcuhone Work MECHANICAL ENGJ.NEEB Mechanlcal Draftsman Machine Shop I_,ra.ctice Toolmaker Gas Engine 0pernt1nc CIVIL ENGINEER o ENGrNEER Marino Engineer ARCIDTECT Contr ac t o r and Builder Architectural Dra!bmao 0 Concrete Butlder 8 StrUi'tural En"ineer PLt;WlJNG & HEATrNG Shee t Metal WorkGr T extile Overseer or CHEMIST OPborme;y I BUSINESS MANAGEM'T SALESMANSHIP ADVERTISING Show Card & Sign Railroad Posltiona ILLUSTRATING Cartooning Pri \'ate Secretary Business Correspondent BOOKKEEPER Stenographer & Typist Certified Public Acr:ountac s 8 TRAFFIC MANAGER Railway Accountant 0 Commercial Lnw 8 GOOD ENGLISII Common School SubJecta 8 CIVIL SERVICE Railway Mail Clerk 0 At;TOMOBILES 8 M athematics Navigation 8 AGRICULTURE PoJltry 8 Spanhb 0 BANB.L'IO Teacher Name ...................................................... .............................. ... ...... .. 7 Street and No .................................. .................................................. ........... .. City ...... .................................................... State ..... ............. .. .. ........ .... ... .... ... ........ --.... .... ....................... .... .......... ........ .... ..........


WHERE TREES ARE MILKED In British Guiana and the West Indies, par on the banks of the River Demerara, there grows a tree known to the natives as the "Hyahya," which yields from its bark and pith a j u i c e slightly richer and thicker than cow's milk. The tree is about 40 feet in height and 18 inches in circumference when full grown, and the natives use its juice as we do milk, it being perfectly harmless and mixing well with water. The Cingalese have a tree they call K i riaghuma, which yiells a fluid in all respects like milk, which in the forest of Para grows a tree called the M a s s enodend ron," which gives a milk-like juice. It can be kept for an indefinite time and sh ows no tendency to become sour. On the other. hand, cer tain trees in the valleys of Aragua and in Canagua yield a sim ilar fluid, which, when exposed to the air, begins to form a kind of cheese which very s o o n becomes sour. In the Canary I s l a n d s there i s a tree called "Tabaya Dolce," of whic h the mil k thickened in a jelly. is considered a deli cacy. TOBACCO Or SNUFF HABIT cured or No PAY No matter whether used in pipe, cigaret te, cigars, chewed, or used in the form ot snuff. l!uperba Tobacco Remedy contains nothing Injurious. no dope, poisons, or hauit-!orm lng drugs. Guaranteed. Sent on trial. It It cures costs you onP dollar. It it fails. or If you arP not p erfectly satisfied, cots you nothinl?: WhitA for full remedy toda.v. SUPERBA COl\lPANY, MZl, Baltimore, Mtl. Pay J>()8tmau onlv $"3.45 on a rrt va 1 for thts H-K solid !!Old hand carved birthstone ring. NO MORE PAYMENT TO MAKE The mounting ...,.s 14K solid gold, hand Carvod-the stonrs are all diamond fa ct'ted cut exc('pt the bloodslOnc. pe arl sardonyx and which arc." cabochon polislocd, and l! you can buy a 14-K solid gold ring like thi-s anywhere for less than twice our price, roturn in 30 days and get your money back. ANY STONE-ANY SIZE RING DON".r HF.SlT A'l'fJ-YO{t 'fAKB NO CliANCE -your mout>l' bnck if yo11 wRnt it-rush. your name and address for UREAT.f<:S.T lUNG Ol'l'J"lt E\'t;R MADE .BY ANYOXE-.U'IT WHERE-AI'o'Y T!MK $---OLD !\lONEY WANTED-----$ $2 to $:'iCO EACH paid for hundreds of old coins dated before 1895. Keep ALL odd or old money. Send 10 cents for New Illus trated Coin Value Book, 4 x 6. Get Posted. You may have valuable coins. Clarke Coin Co., Avenue Le N. Y. Reward for Every Answer! THIS I S A GENUINE ADVERTISEMENT BY A RELIABLE CONCERN 11 United States. Example: No. I sp ells NEW YORK. Now try te give all and be rewarded. PRIZE SENT IMMEDIATELY TO YOU Write names on a postcard or in a letter. Mention whether your age is under or over 17 (so we may send suitable prize) and write your name with address plainly. You r..eed not send a cent of your money now or late r! T his is a genuine offe r You and every other person who in t h e names will receive a prize of equal value ye r which may become worth $1000 to you within three months I Lose no time. Answer thi s NOW and see what you get. Address: Gi"Ye Correct Names of Cities 1. WEN YROK J. BF-FULOA 2. MPHEMIS 8. ANTLTAA 3. ERITODT 9. USNOHTO 4 LOETOD 10. SBONOT s COGHACI 11. RALDPOTN 6. NERVDE 12. ME LAB TIRO GOLDEN RAVEN CO., 441 So. Boulevard, GA NEWYORK,N.Y. j


BEES PAY THEIR COLLEGE DUES A large area of burnt-over land, long ago devastated by forest fir e, is being turned into honey by two universi.ty girls, Harnet Fuller and Ragna Cai"lson of Seattle. .I They began op ei"ation about May 1, when they surprised the natives around here by aniving with two trucks load-. ed with hives of bees, v hich they depositcc: at the foot of l..ongspur Hill, Nisqually, Wa"sh., and the 0 1 d abandoned cabin was made tenable. The big secret of the honey making business in the vast acreage of fire-weed which invariably springs up in the track of fores t fire s and i s one of the best honey yielding plants in the Northwest. From experiments made by the Agricultural Department last year a single col ony of bees has been found to gather 500 pounds .of from thts spectes of plant. The girl s have invested in 100 hives of bees and 1hev plan to sell <:nrU!!"h honey thi-, fall to pay the1r expenses the remaining three years at the university. Their apiary is seven miles from this village and the land is sparsely settled, but the young women are used to pioneer life. PAY POSHlA:-1 ON ARRI\"AL !0.75 NO MORE "PADIE,"TS TO M AK E HURRY-Rush your name and address for this I before war pricf>) gun at the Special Price of $9.75 a p ric e only pOllsible because of the low rate of exchange when we bought them-it does not r epresent today' s replacement cost. EMPIRE CITY MANU FACTURING D_!lpt. n-138 FIFI'U AVENUE, NEW YORK CITY Lr.dJ 8hoeld llua,, Bar a .. u to malta h\m PropoN Jlatrl .... Bow to O.t ob a Rloh Daohkl-r. Bo" to WI a lh nor of Ladi ... .AUs ubjeo Wb.elJ)!ul .. lonf11. 10C POaTPAIG \VAUU l'Uil.. C O N. K If Ruptured Try This Free Apply It to Any Rupture, Old or Recent, Large or Small, and you Are on the Road That Has Convinced Thousands. Sent Free To Prove This An)one rnptured. man. woman or child. should write at once to W. S. 444A Mnin St .. Adnms. N. Y for n trial o f l>l "onrlPrfnl stlmnlfltlnA" put tt on rnpturp nnd the muscle s beg"in to tiA"hten: thP.V he!!ln to hlncl together tbnt the openln!l" closes nntnrnll:v and the need o f n support or trttss or then n way with. Don't negle<"l to sPn? Why sufl'er thl W"hy run tlte rtc;::k of' nntl such dnnA"<>r 'rom n small nnd lllnOcf>nt little rupture. the kind thnt has thrown tho usn nds on t hp o p erating-tnhif? A Joost f'f men anrl wr,men t-trP running-'JHC"h rlAYS I'F YOG WANT IT. YOU TAKE l\0 CHANCE. SEND NO MOJ:>.'EY rush your name and address for the MOST SENSAT!ONAI. DIAMOND RING OFFER EYER MADE ANYWHERE-ANY TIME. Send for Your Ring to Department AIO 'Jew deviee, guide& your hand; torr cU JOUr writin&" in few days. Bilr improvement fn hours. No failorea. Complete oatl!ne FBEE. Write C. J O:unont, Dept. S9 St. L<>wa,.M.,.


I I l I I THE LIBERTY BO Y S OF 76 -LATN'.ST ISSUES 1049 The Liberty Boys Redskin Foe; or, The Battle in the Woods. 1050 The Liberty Boys at Fort \Yas!Jington ; or, Making n. Brave SLaud. 1 0 5 1 After the Redcoats; or. Tbe Battle of Buck's Hend Neck. 1052 on Sw:unp Island; or, Fighting for Sumter. 1053 Deadly Enemies; or, The Secret Band ot. 'l'hree. and the Black Spy; or, A '.l'errlble Ride for Life. 10;)5 In the Trenches; or, The Yankee Girl of Harlem. 1006 Signal Gun; or, Rousing the People. 1037 ul tht Great Fire; or, Exciting 'l'imes In Old l\ew 'i"ork. 1058 and the Tory Bandit; or, The Escape o! t h e Governor. 1059 on 'l'lme; or, Riding to the Rescue. 1060 False Guille; or, Escape frnm Def <'ltt. 10u1 Up l\orth; or, With Arnold on Chnmplam. 1062 Howe; or, The 'l'win Boy Spies o f the Bronx. 1063 Dashing Charge; or, The Little Patriot o \Vhite :\Iarsh. 10M in Kentucky; or, After the Red skins and Renego<.lcs. 1065 u.nd Old Moll; or, The \\itch or Red Hook Point. 1006 Secret Cave; or, Hiding From 'l'ryou. 10tl7 antl t !Je Jailer; or, Diggi ug Out of Cn ptiv!ty. JOGS Trumpet Blast; or The Battle Cry of Fteedom. lOGD Cull to Artps; or, ""nsllington s Clenr Ruse. 10'10 Wllirlwiud Attack; or. A Terril!Je to Tarleton. Out With Brave Barry; or, The Ba ttlc With the "unicorn." 10 7 2 Lost 'f1ai!; or, '.fhe h:scape o! the 'l.'raitor. 107,' riddles, eatChl'S and witty sayings. 1 :1\o. 40. HOW 1 .'0 AND SET TUA!.>S.-luclud ing .biuts ou bow tv ca{ clJ llloles, weasels, otter, rar:-,. l>irUs. A1bV How to cure skins. Copiouslv Xo. 41. THE BOYS 0.1:' XEW YORK .t:XIJ MEX'.JOKE UOOK.-Containiug a great variety of tbe jokes I.Jy the most 1awous end rueu. l\o amateur wintrels is eomplete without this wonderful little llook. Xo. 42. 1'll.i;; llOYS OJ, XEW YOHK S'l'UMJ' SPEAKEU.-Contlliniug a Yuried assortment of stump speeches, JJutcll and Irish. Also end wen' s jokes. Just the tnmg rur home amuse m ent and awuteu1 show No. 45. 'l'JiE 1101.8 O:f' NEW YORK )ll.'tS'J.'REL GUIDE AND JOKE llOOK.-Somethiug new and ve1 y instructll"e. Every boy should oblaln tlus oook as it contains full instructions for organizing au minstrel troupe. Xo. 46. HOW '1'0 liAKE AXD USE ELECTIUCITl." -A description of the \\Onderful uses of ('lectricity au wouIJJd fact. everyi.JoJ loMruo t!ve; together with 8 full description of everytlJiuJC: an engineer sl10nl!l know. No. 58. UOW TO BE A DETEC'J'IYE.-lly 01<.1 Kin Brady, tht> ''"''lilmown detective. In which be Javs some valuahle rule for beginnersl and also relates some adYentures of well-lu,own detect ves. No. 60. liOW TO BECOME A PHOTOGRAPHERContainiug nseful information regarding the Camera and bow to work It; also bow to make Photographic Magic Lantern Slides and other Transparencies. IIand"o;neh Illustrated. No. 61. HOW TO lllAliE ELECTR!CAL !\lACHINE" -Containing full directions for making electrical cbines, Induction coils. dynamos and many novel toys to be worked by electricity. By ll. A. R. Bennett. Fully Illustrated. N o. 63. MULDOON'S JOKES.-TbtC' most original joke book ever publlshed, a n d It is brimful of wit and humor. It contains a large collection of songs, jokes conuntl.rums, etc., of Xrerrence ;\Iuldoon. the great wit; humorist and practical joker of the day. For sale by a.IJ newsdealers, o r will be sent to n.ny nddress on receipt o f price, lOc. p e r In money or stamps, by FRANK TOUS E Y Publisher 168 W e s t 23d Street, New York


Download Options [CUSTOM IMAGE]

Choose Size
Choose file type

Cite this item close


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


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


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


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