The Liberty Boys and the "Terror," or, The masked spy of Harlem Heights


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The Liberty Boys and the "Terror," or, The masked spy of Harlem Heights

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J.s11ed Weekly-By ,S,i{,scr1ption t 2.50 per year . No. 361. NEW YORK, NOVEMBER 29, 1907. Price 5 Cents. The masked spy ran swiftly to the very edge of the cliffs pursued by Dick a.nd a. dozen Liberty , Boys. Then, grasping his piece in both hands, he leape6i boldly out. Ben snatched at him, but the "Terror" escaped.

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THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76 A Weekly Magazine Containing Stories of the American Revolutio!) l r;sued Weekly-B y Subscription $2.5 0 per year. Eintered according to Act of C ong, ess, i n the year 1907~ in the of!i,ce o f t he Libraria n o f Congress, Washington, D . C ., by Frank '.l'ousey, Puhlish er, 24 Union Square, 1Vew Yor k . No. 361. NEW YORK, NOVEMBER 29, 1907. P R ICE 5 CENTS. CHAPTER I. A PATRIOT GIRL AND IIER TORMENTOR Two boys in Continental uniform were riding along the road near Kings bridge in Westchester County, New York, one pleasant day in the early part of November, in the year 1776. One was mounted on a magnificent coal-black horse of full Arabian blood and wore a captain's uniform. He was strong and well built, had brown hair and blue gray eyes, and looked to be a person of no mean ability. His companion, who wore the uniform of a lieutenant, was a dashing-looking boy, something younger than his captain, and bestrode a big gray, which he-kept well in hand. At this time the British held New York City, but had not subjugated the whole of the Island of New York, or Manhattan . The Americans still held the upper end around Har l em Heights, and were well in trenched at Fort Wash ington . It was expected that the British would endeavor to in vest the latter, although they had ships at Dobbs' Ferry and seemed to have designs upon the Jerseys. The two boys were the captain and second lieutenant, r espectively, of the Liberty Boys, a company of young patriots :fighting for American independence. They were stationed at Fort Washington, but often went upon scouting expeditions about the neighborhood . Dick Slater, the captain, and Mark Morris, his second lieutenant, were now returning from one of these trips . As the two Liberty Boys rode on, . a young girl came suddenly around a bend in the road in a state of great agitation. "That's Stella," said Mark. "Yes, and greatly excited." The girl ran toward the two boys, and then a hulking, overgrown boy appeared . "Don't let him touch me!" cried the girl. "Who-Bill Burgess?" asked Dick. "Yes no, the other man, with queer eyes-no, don't let Bill touch me; I don't want his help ! I was never so frightened in my life!" "Calm yourself, Stella," sa,id Mark . "What's the mat ter?" " I wa'n't hurtin' her none," said the boy, who was known as B ill Burgess . He was Ste ll a's cousin, but as unlike he r as could well be imagi ned. Ste ll a was a sta n ch patriot; b u t Bill was a rank T o ry , and a cowar d an d bull y to b o o t. "Did Bill offer you any insult, Stella?" asked D ick. "He wanted to kiss me, and he offered to help me; but of course he couldn't. No, it wasn't Bill so much asoh, those eyes! I sha.11 never forget them!" The girl was greatly agitated and in an extremely nerv ous sfate, as though she had received a terrible fright . "Somebody scared her," said Bill. "I offered ter lick him an' I did try ter kiss her. Hain't I got er right ter? She's my cousin . " "No; not if she doesn't want you to. Who was it who frightened her?" "I dunno ; I didn't see him. I heard her yell an' offered ter help her; but I didn't see no one." "Perhaps that's wliy you offered," said Mark, dryly. "If there had been any one there you would have run . " Stella was forced to smile, despite her agitation, for Bill was known to be a most egregious coward. "But what frightened you, Stella?" asked Dick. "You haven't told us that yet." "It was a man who sprang out from some bushes . He did not say anything, but he had terrible eyes, that seemed to look into me. That was all I could see . " . "What sort of looking fellow was he?" "I don't know. I saw only his eyes . He wore a black mask, but his eyes fairly blazed from behin d it." "He said nothing?" "No . " "Did he offer you violence?" "Re came toward me and looked at me so firecely that I just ran, being unable to scream even. Then Bill came; but I don't care for him." "And the man?" "I flon't know. I did not see him again, and don't know if he went away or stayed." "Where was it?" asked Dick. "Just around the turn. " The two boys rode on and Stella showed them the clump of bushes where the man had been. They were broken and trodden down, and there was a distinct trail leading toward the creek, as if some one had run hurriedly through the underbrush. "Some vagabond, I suppose," murmured Dick. "They are often dangerous . I would be careful not to go out alone, Stella." "I'll see yer home," said Bill, who had followed out of curiosity . "Y 011 won't do anything of the sort," answered Stella,, smartly. :,I pick out my companions, B ill Burgess." "I guess I'm as good as a n y o l d rebel!" m u ttered Bill. "I got er hoss an' waggin up te r ther tavern an' I ki.Tu take yer home jest e z easy a n y anyt h i n g . " " I w on't g o with you, s o you needn' t troub l e you r self. Besides: I'm n ot g oing home now, anyhow . "

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2 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "TERROR." "Huh! Yer needn'ter 'spect Dick Slater's goin' liome with yer !" sneered Bill. "He's got er gal er his own." "Get out of here, you cur," said Mark, "or I'll throw you into the ditch!" "Huh! Who's erfraid er you, yer rebel?" snorted Bill. But he bachd away, for all that, and when Mark rode forward took to his heels. The two boys saw Stella to a cottage not far distant and then rode on. They were nearing the bridge when a shot rang out sharply from a clump of bushes near by. The bullet passed over Dick Slater's head. Mark was off his big gray in a moment. Pistols in hand, he dashed toward the bushes. As he ran he fired. Rushing right into the bushes, he heard a crashing among the branches. Then he saw a man, who turned and shot a baleful glan c e at him before dashing on. He was a man of average height, wearing coarse clothes and a round hat and carrying a musket. He wore a black mask on his face, but his eyes shone plainly behind it, and Mark could see that they were deep, dark and piercing. }lark Morrison was one of the bravest of the Liberty Boys, but he nevertheless felt a strange sensation at see ing those evil eyes fixed upon him. Uttering a hoarse cry, he raised his pistol and fired. There was a crashing among the bushes, continuing or some time, . and Mark knew that the man had escaped. Returning to Dick, he said, "I saw him, Dick. I don't wonder Stella was frightened. He gave me a start." "Did you hit him, Mark?" "I don't know. Those eyes of his disconcerted me." "Couldn't you see his ace?" "~o. But his eyes fairly burned." "Why does he go masked, do you suppose ?" "I'm sure I don't know." "Well, he's a dangerous fellow, and we must look out for him." The boys shortly crossed the Spuyten Duyvil Creek, made their way around Cock Hill and so to Fort Washing ton. The fort itself was not capable of holding very many troops. The Liberty Boys were, therefore, quartered in a camp of their own outside. Reaching the camp, Dick and Mark were met by Bob Estabrook, the first lieutenant of the Liberty Boys. He was a hantlsome, manly looking boy of about the same age as Dick. The two were fast friends and like brothers, the sister of each being the sweetheart of the other. "Ben Spurlock has had quite an adventure," said Bob. "Yes." "He was out on Harlem Heights not long since, when a shot was fired at him. He saw the fellow, but missed him, a man with piercing black eyes and--" "And a black mask over his face," said Dick. "Yes. But how did you know it?" "We met him on the other side of Spuyten Duyvil, or at least Mark did." "And Dick had a shot fired at him," added Mark. "Why, he must be a perfect terror," declared Bob. "Who is he, do you suppose?" "I have no idea, but he is an enemy, and must be watched." CHAPTER II. A MYSTERIOUS VISITOR. Other Liberty Boys came forward, among them Ben Spurlock, of whom Bob had been speaking. Dick questioned him, but all that Ben could say posi tively was that he had fierce, black eyes, wore a mask, and carried a short musket. "Were you hurt, Ben?" Dick asked. "No, but I don't want a shot to come any nearer. I felt the wind of it, and it made a smashing hole in the bark of a tree behind me." "Did the fellow say anything?" "No, but if looks talk, as they say they do, he meant a lot." ' "Did you return his shot?" "Yes, but I don't know if I hit him or not." Later two of the Liberty Boys came in and spoke of having seen the same mysterious person at another parf of the Heights. They were Harry Thurber and Harry /Judson, generally known as the Harrys, and fast chums and constant com panions. Their description of the mysterious "Terror" was the same as that given by Stella, Mark and Ben Spurlock. "He may be a spy or simply a dangerous lunatic," said Dick. "If he comes around the camp, catch him." "Shure an' Oi do be thinkin' he do have his sinses wid him, or he'd niver get away from ' Mark an' Bin an' dhe rist av dhim/' said Patsy Brannigan. He was the Irish Liberty Boy, the company cook, and one of the chief funmakers of the camp. "Ya; I bet me dot was so," retorted the German Lib erty Boy. His name was Carl Gookenspieler. He weighed two hundred pounds, and he and Patsy were the best of friends, although they were always quarreling. "Yez must kape a lookout for him, Cookyspiller, an' av yez see him, fall on him. Shure an' he'll niver get up ather dhat." "Every one must keep watch," declared Bob, "for, whether he is a spy or not, we can't have such a 'Terror' around." Later Patsy said to Carl: "Come here, Dootchy, an' cut me hair. It's growin' too long intoirely." "Off you was safed dem logks what I was cutted off, you could builded ein fire mit dem;'' laughed Carl. "Go'n wid yez," muttered Patsy, whose hair was red, "me hair do be no more fiery nor yer own." "Humbug!" laughed Carl. Then Patsy sat on a drum, with a horse blanket about

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THE LIBERTY BOYS .A.ND THE "TERROR." 3 him, and Carl proceeded to cut his hair, which was really This was done by using natural sounds, such as the too long for comfort. chirping of insects, the cries of night birds, the hooting of The jolly German boy began on one side of Patsy's owls or other natural sounds. head and cut after a fashion of his own. All these meant something, and the Liberty Boys were He cut as short as was requirecl on that side, and then thoroughly familiar with the code. . proceeded to the other. At length Walter heard the footstep again, and nearer Before he could get his scissors in among Patsy's curly, than before. red locks, however, there came sounds of rapid firing "Halt or I'll fire!" he saicl, sharply. somewhere outside the camp. Some of the boys were stealing up; but they had sig-"Dhe inimy, begorrah !" cried Patsy, jumping up, overnalled, and he knew where they were. turning the drum, and running to get his musket. After a pause of several minutes, he heard the footstep He presented a ludicrous appearance, with the blanket again, light, but distinct. hanging about his . neck and the hair on one side clipped He in s tantly raised his piece and fired. short, while on the other it was long and curly. Bang l The boys all laughed, as well they might. The report seemed actually like a thunderbolt _ ~ the preThen, to add to their mirth, Patsy tripped on the blanvious silence bad been so intense. ket and measured his length on the ground. As the shot rang out . fires blazed up suddenly, and a "Begorrah, it's blt Oi am intoirely !" he cried. man with a black mask was seen to dart off with the speed "Come _ back here und get your hair cutted," said Carl. of the wind. "Dot was mage you lookhed one-sided." A . rattling volley followed him. "That was what made him fall," laughed Ben. ''He He seemed to have escaped, however, for the sound of was overbalanced." his retreating footsteps could be heard for some time. Presently two of the Liberty Boys, Arthur Mackay Dick Slater was fleeter of foot than any of the Liberty and Will Freeman, came in, reporting having been fired Boys, and he could make his way in the dark as well as upon by the "Terror" and exchanging shots with him. by day without injury. Arthur had received a painful, but not serious, flesh He endeavored to follow the spy, but soon found that wound in the right arm, and Will had shot off the man's he was being , distanced. hat. He kept up the pursuit, however, listening to the sound They had brought this back with them, having found of the spy's footsteps, and following in that direction. a slip of thin paper under the inside band. At times he had the light of the stairs to guide him This contained brief instructions from General Howe as he came out into the open. ' to learn all that was possible about the fort, the number The footsteps sounded fainter and fainter, and Dick of troops and other matters. , thus knew that the spy was gaining upon ~im. "The fellow is a spy, then, it seems," said Dick. "The rascal must go lik e the wind," was his thought. "All the more reason why we should capture him," deDick Slater was not a boy to be discouraged, and he clared Bob. continued to follbw the mysterious "Terror; '1 although "He is a persistent scoundrel, and very determined," "the sound of his footsteps grnw fainter and fainter. observed Mark. Many of the Liberty Boys would not have heard them "Now we know what he is, we will be prepared," said at all, but Dick's hearing was remarkably acute. Harry Thurber: At last he failed to hear the sounds, and knew that At night the camp of the Liberty Boys was always well either the spy had stopped running or was too far ahead patrolled, whether they expected an enemy or not. of him to be heard. This vigilance often prevented them being surprised, The trail led toward the Spuyten Duyvil Creek, through and they always exercised it. a pass between the hills. Walter Jennings, one of the Liberty Boys, was walking Part of this was thickly wooded, and part was half up and down on his beat that night, when he heard a thicket, half morass, difficult to penetrate at any time, steal,thy footfall just outside the camp. and especially at night. "Hrit !" he called. "Who goes there?" Dick determined to go on, however, and descended the There was no sound, but Walter was sure that he had heights, following on till he was in the pass. heard footsteps. It was here that he failed to hear the sound of the Getting behind a tree, he listened attentively, and presspy's footsteps. ently heard a catlike tread once more. He continued till he reached the thicket, when he lis-"Halt !" he cried. "Who are you, and what do you tened attentively. ' ' want?" He heard nothing, but after some minutes he saw a There was utter silence, but Walter was not satisfied. gleam of light at some distance, and determined to follow He was positive that there was some one out there in it. the darkness. He was not going to be surprised, an,d he listened care fully, so as to determine in what direction the nocturnal intruder was. At the same time he signalled to the Liberty Boys near est him. CHAPTER III. A STRANGE DIS.APPEARANCE. The light which Dick followed w .as steady, and h e knew it was not one of those strange fires which one1some t imes sees in swamps.

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4 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "TERROR." It was no will-o'-the-wisp, therefore, but a campfire or I ing laugh, and in a few moments all was once more op-.a light in some cabin which he saw. pressively dark and still. His progress was not rapid, but it was steady; and by All this was a puzzle to Dick. ,degrees the light grew plainer. Had the man known he was there, or was this simply Seeming to know by instinct what places to avoid, Dick his mad whim? pushed on in the darkness, now losing the light and again He waited many minutes and, hearing nothing, arose ,seeing it. cautiously and made his way to the entrance of the cave. Part of the time he was on a beaten path and then Stooping, he picked up the extinguished torch and, he was obliged to pick his way, with only the light in lighting a sulphur match, soon had it blazing again. the distance to guide him . Entering the cave, he found it grew smaller and lower At length it grew brighter, and he was obliged to use very rapidly, till at last he was obliged to get upon his g reat e r caution, so as not to attract attention. hands and knees to make any progress. He at last made out the light to be a pine knot stuck Then he found that he would have to lie flat and :finally in the cleft of a rock or a knothole in a tree. t he cave seemed to come to an end. At length he came clos e enough to make out that it There was nothing to show that it had been used as a was stuck in a crevice of a great ledge of rock and lighted human habitation, and Dick crawled out, disappointed and a hole in the same. chagrined. There was a cave or perhaps a mere hole a.mong the It was seldom that he had to ach.'llowledge himself rock s . beaten, but he did so now. Advancing cautiously, he was at last able to see that He was not discouraged, however, but considered that t he hole in the ledge was of some depth. this was merely a check, and resolved all the more to There was not asound to be heard, not a soul to be hunt down this mysterious spy and defeat him. seen. He had the torch to aid him now, and he went on rapTlie silence and loneliness of the place were positively iilly. "The fellow has certainly got the best of me this time," -0ppressive. If this were the dwelling place of the mysterious "Ter Tor," where was he? Somebody had lighted the torch, which was not there at first, and if it was not the spy, who was it? It was this uncertainty which made Dick keep silent s nd maintain the greatest caution. Lying almost flat on his face behind a clump of bush~s, he now and t~n raised his head and shot a glance at the mouth of the cavern where the torch sputtered and smoked, now emitting a brilliant flame and then flicker fog to the size of a tallow dip . He could hear nothing except the sputtering of the torch, and wondered if the man were in the cave or had gone elsewhere after leaving a light. "It will never do to enter the place," was his thought. "He may be waiting for just s uch a move, so as to spring -out upon me." At last, after what seemed to be an interminable time, Dick heard a stealthy I foot s t ep. He passed throug h the bushes and saw the spy standing at the mouth of the cave . H ~ still wore the black mas k over hi s face, but hi s eyes -fl.ash e d like twin fires as the li ght of the torch fell upon them. Di c k could have s hot him where he stood, but to his minc1 this would have b e en n othing short of murder. The man had fired upon h i m from an ambush, to be ~ure, but Dick could not do the same. If his life had been in danger, he would have :fired, but not now. The man stood motionless at the entrance of the cave for a few moments, and then, before Dick could guess his purpose, seized the torch and dashed it violently to the ground. The glade was plunged in darkness in an instant. Then swift footsteps were heard, followed by a mock he said. "But my turn will come." The torch had nearly burn e d out when he reached the head of the pass. Throwing it aside, he made bis way without it. Entering the camp at last, after an absence of quite two hours, he found Bob and Mark and told his adven tures. "Do you suppose he knew you were there?" Bob asked . "I don't know if he did or not." "Where did he go when he put out the torch?" asked Mark. "I don't know. There was a way out of the glen, no doubt." "And you did not see his face ?" "No." "Nor hear his voice?" "Except when he laughed." "Do you think he is sane?" "I can't tell." "Well, he's a dangerous customer, at any rate , and we must be on the constant watch for him," said Bob. "Very true," agreed Dick. "And the next time he comes make every effort to capture him." ' The boys retired shortly after this and nothing more was seen or heard of the mysterious "Terror" that night. In the morning Dick and Bob set out to pay a visit to their homes, between Tarrytown and White Plains. Mark was left in charge of the Liberty . Boys, being thor oroughly responsible. The boys were instructed to keep a watch upon the enemy, and especially to look out for the spy and to capture him if possible. At Kingsbridge they overtook Stella, mounted on a gen tle horse, setting out for her home, not far from White Plains. "Has Bill go n e h ome?" asked Dick. " I suppose so."

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THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "TERROR." I "What was he doing here?" "I don't know . " "It looks suspicious, . when the enemy are all around, for a Tory to come so far. I think he means mischief." "Does he know enough?" Bob asked. "He doesn't know much, to be sure," answered Dick, "but lie can do harm, for all that, and I would not trust him." They were within a mile or two of Stella's home, when Bill Burgess and a dozen more ill-favored youths appeared. Dick and Bob knew them all. They were rank Tories, cowards and bullies, like Bill Burgess. They would never attack any one unless the odds were greatly on their side. Seeing only two patriot boys, they now set up a shout. "Let's lick ther rebels!" cried Bill. "I owe that there Dick Slater er grudge," said another. "Come on! There's on'y two on 'em an' er gal. Let's lick 'em!" "Get hold of Bill Burgess, if you can, Bob," said Dick. "He knows something, and I want to find out what it is." "All right." The two boys dismounted and went forward. Af this demonst:Pation the young Tories fell back. "Come on! There's on'y two on 'em!" yelled Bill, re maining in the rear, however. Dick and Bob now dashed forward and sprang right into the middle of the crowd, knocking them this way and that, so as to get at Bill. The latter seemed to know that he was the especial object of the boys' attention, and tried to escape. The others did, but Dick caught Bill by the collar and shook him. "What did you go to Kingsbridge for yesterday, Bill?'i Dick asked . ,"I got friends there, that's all. Then I took Stella down." "You're lying, Bill. Stella would not let you go with her. Tell me what it is before I shake it cl'ut of you!" "I went down ter see what I could find erbout yer rebels." "What for?" "So's ter tell dad. He's gain' ter ther city ter-day, an' he'd tell ther British." "Oh, he would, eh?" and Bill got another shake. "What did you find out, you sneak?" "Nothin' !'' howled Bill. "Yes, you did. What was it?" "I got it on er slip er paper, what er man gimme, an' I give it,ter dad. I didn't read it myself." "All right. We'll look after the old man, so get out!" Then Dick released Bill, who lost no time in getting out of sight. CHAPTER IV. AFTER THE SPY AGAIN. • Bill Burgess had disappeared , and Dick and Bob had r emounted and were riding on . Then a horse and chaise came i n sight. "Ther e's old man Burgess now," said Bob. The middle aged man driving the chaise was Bill ' s father and Stella's uncle. He was a hard-fisted, hard-hearted, miserly old c u r mudgeon, a bitter Tory and a driver of hard bargains . As he came on the boys halted. "Get out o' my way l" he growled, for the boys had the middle of the road. "I want to talk to you, :M:r. Burgess," said Dick. "Hain't got no time ter talk ter rebels!" snarlingly. "Would you rather I would denounce you as a spy a:nd have you arrested and hanged, or settle the matter here?" in a quiet tone. Bul'gess grew pale and trembled. "I dunno what yer mean," he muttered. "You are gorng to the city with information for the enemy. I want it." "Who told yer that-Bill? Wall, he lies. I'll warm his jacket when I git halt on him, the skunk!" "Bill told the truth this time. I want the paper." "Hain't got none," growlingly. "I want that paper," repeated Dick. "If I don't get it I'll have you hanged as a spy, just as sure as I'm standing here!" There was no doubting Dick's determination. '!I dunno what it is, ennyhow," snarled Burgess, fum bling in his pockets. Bob almosf grinned at the old rascal's trepidation . "Bill gimme et an' telled meter d'liver it in ther city ; but I dunno what it is, enny more'n Adam." The lying, old rascal then handed Dick a long, thin package, which the boy quickly tore open. It contained information of great value to the enemy . "Go home, Mr. Burgess," he said . "You may know what this paper contains . I cannot take any risks." "Dunnq nothin' erbout et," growlingly, but trembling. "Bill dunno nothing, nuther. Er man give et ter him an' he give et ter me; but we don't nuther on us know what's niter et." "Go home, Mr. Burgess," said Dick. "But I got bizness in ther city. I can't go home yet," snarlingly. "If you attempt to pass Kingsbridge I'll have you ar rested," said Dick, sternly. "I can get '\\"Ord there before your arrival. Bob-" "Get out ther way!" snapped Burgess. And then he turned and his horse and drove back. 1 "Will he try and get there by an'other road?" asked Bob. 'c:N' o," with a laugh. "He is too thoroughly fright ened." "Shall you have him arrested?" "No, we can prove nothing. He will swear that he did not know ,the contents of the packet." "Very true; it was sealed." "He won't go to the city, and he will be cautious hereafter. "We have nothing to fear from him for the present." The boys and Stella rode on, the girl presently going off by a branch road and thanking them for thei r escort.

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6 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "TERROR." A short time afterward they were met by four or five evil-looking men on foot. "Look er here, yer pesky rebels!" growled one. "Yer getter stop bullyin' my boy. Yer hit him jest now, when he hadn't raised his hand ter yer !" "That's very true," said Dick. "I didn't give him a chance." "He hadn't said nothin' ter yer, nuther, but was goin' erlong quiet an' peaceful, when yer banged him erbout ther head an' upset him in ther road." "That's all very true, except the quiet and peaceful part. He and a lot of young bullies threatened us, . and we upset them. We wanted to get hold of Bill Burgess." "Bill Burgess is er bad boy, but my Hank ain't, an'--" "Then why does he go with Bill?" laughed Bob. "See here, Jones," said Dick. "You are looking for trouble and you're going to get it!" Jones scowled. "Your boy is a bully and coward and as bad as Bill Bur gess," Dick continued. Jones attempted to speak, but Dick cut him short. "These fellows threatened us, and we pushed them aside. I don't want to hear any more complaints-they're rubbish ! Now we' re going on, and if you try to stop us you'll get upset. Come along, Bob. Get up, Major!" The Tories leaped aside, just in time to escape the up setting which Dick had promised them. Then the boys rode on at a gallop. "Those braggarts expected to frighten us," said Dick. "But we are made of better stuff." "I should hope so," chuckled Bob. "The boys have lied to them, and they knew it; but thought they could face us down." "They might have known better," with a shrug. "They will next time, at any rate. I'm not going to be bothered bv them, and I shall not waste as much time or words on tlrnm next occasion, either." Tiie boys arrived at Bob's house in a short time. "Here they found Alice Estabrook, Bob's sister, and Dick's sweetheart, and Edith Slater, who was Bob's sweet heart and Dick's sister. "Mother well, sister?" asked Dick. "Yes, she is very comfortable, and so I came over to see Alice." Dick's mother was more or less of an invalid, and hence his question. Bob knew this, but he said, mischievously: "And incidentally your humble servant?" "Now., Mr. Saucebox," said Alice, "don't flatter your self. Edith didn't know you were coming." "All the more pleasant surprise, wasn't it, my girl?" Bob chuckled. Edith blushed, and Alice said: . "Don't help him out, Edith. These boys all think a lot of themselves, and brother Bob is no exception." "I'll bet Dick cloesn't think half as much of himself as you do of him I" laughed Bob. It was now Alice's turn to blush, but she answered : "Of course, I do. He hasn't such an overweening sense of his own importance as some boys have." "l\fe , !suppose?" chuckled Bob. "Well, if you know, there's no use of my telling you," s aid Alice, laughing, and Bob did not continue the good natured argument. "We cannot stay long," said Dick, "but we thought \ve'd better come over for a time. We have fighting be fore long. The enemy are very busy just now." "They won't come up here, will they, brother?" asked Edith, apprehensively. The battle of White Plains had brought the war very close to home, and that was what she was afraid of. "No, I think not," said Dick. "It will be near Fort Washington, I fancy." Edith went over to her own home with the boys, and Dick, after spending half an hour with his mother, of whom he was passionately fond, set off with Bob for the fort. They did not see any of their enemies, and had no further adventures before reaching Kingsbridge. They crossed the creek, made their way around well on the heights, near the fort, when Dick saw a suspicious movement among the bushes at the side of the road. "Look out, Bob!" he cried, swerving his horse to :me side. "What's the matter?" "Come out of there ! " cried Dick. "It's the spy, Bob ! Hello, Liberty Boys!" r There was a crashing in the underbrush, and Dick fired. Several of the Liberty Boys came running up. "It's the spy!" cried Dick. "After him!" He and Bob dismounted and dashed through the bushes. Ben and others were close behind. In the open, near the cliffs, they saw the masked spy, running at full speed, his musket in his hands. "Capture him!" shouted Dick. The masked spy ran swiftly to the very edge of the cliffs, pursued by Dick and a dozen of the Liberty Boys. Then, grasping his piece in both hands, he leaped bold ly out. Ben snatche•at him, but the "Terror" escaped. CHAPTER V. THE SPY'S DOCBLE ESCAPE. Ben's hat went over the brink and he would have gone over after it had not Sam Sanderson seized him. Crack-crack-bang! Pistols and muskets rang out as the masked spy flew over the cliff. The boys ran to the edge and looked down. The spy crashed through a treetop a short distance below and disappeared. "Well, if he's killed, he's simply cheated the hangman," sputtered Bob. "It he comes safely out of that, he must be a cat," declared Harry Thurber. "I wanted to catch him alive," said Dick. "I think he's likely to kill himself before he will let us ~ do that," obs~ rved ~lark.

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8 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "TERROR." ===============================================-, firmly. "As long as he is at large he is a menace to our safety and must be put out of the way." The patrol along the river bank was continued during the night, but no further attempt to break through the obstructions was made. Equal vigilance was observed around the camp, but nothing was seen of the mysterious spy nor of any other enemy during the night. "If he was picked up by one of the British ships," observed Bob, "we are not likely to see him for a while, and if he was shot we won't see him at all." "We must all be as vigilant as if we expected to see him to-day," said Dick. Nothing was seen of the spy that day or the next , how ever, and the boys were of the opinion that he had either bee~ shot or drowned while crossing the river or had been picked up by one of the enemy's ship s . The n Dick got orders to g o to New York , and learn all he could o;f the enemy's plans. He decided to g o alon e , as it was not a n e asy m atter to get through the enemy's lines, and the d a nger would be increased by every boy who accom p anied h im . "Keep watch for the mask e d spy, B o b," Dic k said, "for I am not at all certain that he is dead, and h e may turn up at any time." Then Dick s e t out on his journey. CHAPTER VI. HOW DICK GOT TO THE CITY. Dick did not take Major, his black Arabian, to the city with him. The beautiful animal was too well known to the enemy and Dick did not want to take too many risks. "Shure an' dhe very minyute dhey clapped oyes on dhe beauty, dhey'd say: 'Dhere's Dick Slather, begorrah !' and it wudn't do at all at all," said Patsy. "No, siree, for eferybody was knowed dot plack horse, und Tick was got caughted righd away gvick." "Shure an' h e 's as e asy to notice as yersilf, Cookyspiller an' Oi'd niver thrust yez in New York at dhis toime, niver !" "For why I don'd could w ent by New Yorick?" "Yes are too fat." "Gone ouid mit you!" "An' yez are too shtupid." "I was hit you by der ear off you said dot!" "An' all dhe girruls "WUd fall in love wid yez, an' yez cud niver git away from it." "Humbug !" snorted Carl. "I don ' d was want to gone by dot city, but off I dooed, I bet me I was got ouid choost so goot lige der negst veller." "Humbug, yersilf !" roared Patsy, and Carl did not con tinue the argument. Dick disguised himself as a farmer's boy. He set out on foot and, nearing the upper lines, was wonclering how he should g , et through, when he heard the sound of carriage wheels behind him. Turning, he was delighted to see old man Burgess, with his horse and chaise. Delighted, because he at once saw a way out of his trouble. Burgess was sure not to know him in that disguise, and he could, therefore, carry out the plan which he hastily formed. Running back, he jumped into the chaise beside Bur gess, and said : "Drive right on. If you don ' t, and if you say a word about me, I'll shoot you I I've got a pistol right in this pocket." "Why-why, yer plaguey rebel I This is ther most audacious--" "Keep quiet! I'm one of your farmhands. Get up!" Dick took the reins and drove on till he rea.._Phed the outpost. Here they were stopped, of course. Burgess produced his pass, which was perfectly regu lar. "Who's the boy?" asked the guard. ''Why, he's er-he 's e r boy I got ter help," st a mmer e d the old . Tory. He felt a pistol pressing again s t his ribs, and so l o s t no time in an s wering. "Very good, but you'll have to get a pass for him coming back." They drove on, Dick handling the reins. When they were out of hearing, Dick said, with a laugh: "You told a lie, Mr. Burgess; but as it was in a good cause you'll be forgiven." "Confound yer fur er rebel, if I don't have yer arrested at ther next post--" "You won't," laughed Dick. "How did you get past our lines? I'll warrant you told some lie or another." Burgess colored, but said nothing, imd Dick continued to drive. "I don't like my company, Mr. Burgess, I must admit," he said, "but I'll have to put up with it for the good of the cause." Just before they reached the lower lines Dick said : "Now, mind what you're about, Mr. Burgess. I've got that pistol close to your side; and I'll send it off in a min ute if you betray me." The old Tory was in a reeking sweat when he reached the lines, what with his agitation and fear. He showed his pass, was not asked about Dick, and went on. In a short time Dick sprang out of the chaise and said, laughingly: "Good day to you, Mr. Burgess, and much obliged for the lift. Riding is far preferable to walking wh e n one is in a hurry." Then Dick ran ahead, turned down a byroad and was soon out of sight : "The old fellow thought he'd tell on me when I left him in the city," he laughed, "but I cheated him out of the fun of it." He got a pickup from a farmer going into the city, and arrived in as good time as if he had continued with the Tory. "The old rascal will report my presence here to 'the

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THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "TERROR." 9 authorities," was his thought, "with a :full description o:f my present appearance. I must see to that." The first thing he did, therefore, was to go to a slop shop, where they had all sorts o:f second-hand clothing, .and exchange those he wore :for others. When he left the shop with a suit of rusty brown, with shiny brass buttons and a cocked hat, he looked al together unlike the boy who had entered it. The shopkeeper had tried to drive a sharp bargain, but Dick knew the value o:f things, and paid no more than was right. Brushing bis , hair in a diff erent :fashion, putting on a gay neckcloth, and setting his hat satisfactorily upon his head, he would never have been taken :for the same boy. lle took his way down to Bowling Green, and ther e , in a tavern much :frequented by :farm e rs and upcountry :folk, he saw Burgess regaling himself with old ale and br e ad and ch e ese. The re were two or thre e r e dcoats at the same table, and, taking a deep draught :from h i s pewter , he ~aid: "The rebel is in town, and y e r'll do well ter keep a lookout f e r him. I never was so shocked in all my lifemc, er l'yal subjeck, ridin' with er r e bel!" "You are sure it was Slater?" a s k e d one o:f the red coats, a big sergeant. "Er course I be!" sputtered the Tory. "Haven't I knowed him sence he was er babby? He lives up in West chester, not :far off. Why, I know him ez well ez I know m.y own boy." "And you say he wore a suit o:f blue homespun and a round hat?" "Yes, I took purtic'lar notice, 'cause I made up my mind ter report him jest as quick as I could. He was too sly ter come all ther way; but I'll get ther best er ther pesky rebel, fur all that.". "Oh, we'll :find him, if he's in town," said the red coats. "There's a reward for him, yer know, so don't :furgit ter say who et was what told yer. I'll run over ter ther war office, too, I guess, an~ tell 'em all erbout et." ''Do so, my nian. But don't expect us to have anything to do with it." "Why, yer wouldn't let him g'o, would yer?" "No, o:f course not; but your description is too vague. You can ' t throw a stone on the Bowling Green without hitting a dozen boys in blue homespun." "Well, he's got brown hair an' blue eyes, an' he's well built. Putty powerful, they say." "Who is this whom you are talking about, may I ask-?" asked Dick, in a high key. "Your conversation interests me vastly, egad! Let me fill up your pewters, my hearties." Dick had come over to the table unobserved, and had been an attentive listener. "It's a shrewd young rebel named Slater, who, I must admit, is very clever, since Sir William has offered a large reward for his capture." • "And he made you bring him into the city? Egad! that was a good joke on you, my buck," and Dick laughed shrilly and poked the Tory in the ribs. ' Burgess coughed, gasped and sputtered: I "Here! Don't do that. Consider my age, you saucy varlet!" "Ho, ho ! Pretty good! That's worth a pewter o:f old October. Now, then pot boy!" Fresh pewters were brought, and Dick said : "Well, here's all the success you deserve in catching the saucy rebel." Burgess and the redcoats drank deep, but Dick emptied his pewter , unnoticed into a convenient spittoon. Then, while Burgess and the others were discussing various matters he excused himself on the plea that tbiere was too much smoke in the room. He did not wis h to run any :further risk, having already completely :fooled 'the Tory. He was pa s sing out of the general bar into the hall when some one pushed open the swinging door and came :face to :face with him. It was all that Dick could do to r e pre s s a start of sur prise. The man before him had eyes that seem e d to burn into him. He wore no mask, but Dick was sure that he could be none other than the Libert y Boys' "Terror," the spy o:f Harlem Heights! CHAPTER VII. GETTING OUT OF THE CITY. The spy, for such Di9k was certain the man was, :fixed his keen eyes on the boy, who returned the look, and said, in a high key : "Well, my black-eyed :friend, I trust you will know me again the next time you see me. Stand aside, you staring idiot, or I'll :find a means to make you!" A couple o:f roistering sailors, coming in at that mo ment, pushed against the spy, and Dick, slipping aside, made his way out, elbowing the men and nearly overturn ing them. They used some violent language, and there was a great hubbub in the entrance. But Dick got away and hunied across Whitehall street and down. "'l'hat :fellow must have as many lives as a cat," thought Dick. "I:f he is in the city, it is to receive messages, rather than to give them, and I must try and get hold of them." On another occasion they had found a message in the spy's hat. Dick meant to follow the fellow, therefore, and, i:f possil:He, secure it. Standing in a doorway, he watched the tavern where he had lately been, and at last saw the spy come out. He walked to a branch o:f the war office near Bowling Green and entered. Here he remained :for half an hour, but at last came out and started for Broadway. Dick, assuming the walk of one intoxicated, set off after l}.im. Rapidly overtaking him, he suo,denly reeled 11,gainst the spy.

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10 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "TERROR." His own hat and the spy's fell upon the pavement. "'rhousand pardons," he said, thickly. "There's two o' y(lu an' I tried to walk 'tween you. Thousand pardons. 'Low me!" He picked up both hats, put the spy's on his head and gave his own to the spy, who did not seem to notice the exchange, as the hats looked alike. "Can't find •t'oth er one," he said. "Wear this one 'tween you. Don't mention it. Obligation's mine." Then he hurried on_. running as a drunken man will, to keep from falling, and quickly mixing in with the crowd on the street. Turning down, Morris street, he hurried in and out through the ruins left by the great fire of a few weeks before till he got out upon Broadway again. Taking off the spy's hat, he felt under the inner band, "Re-he ! Yas; that's me. Don't I look fine?" "Yes, so you do," laughed the officer of the guard,. thinking Dick half a fool. "Where's your master?" "Rain't got none." "Did you lose him?" "No. Re lost me. I wouldn't work for no such ole skin.flint as him." "A likely fellow, such as you are, ought to be fighting, instead of working on a farm," said the officer, flatter ingly. "Yus. I think I'll be a soger myself. You look fine!',. with a laugh. "Well, why don't you enlist now? They'd take , a fine looking fellow like you in a minute." "Guess I will. Where kin yer 'list any how?" "Oh, most anywhere." and there, as be.fore, found a slip of thin paper. Unfolding the paper, Dick read: "Wall, I gotter go home fust. Will you gimme a pass ....-so's I won't be bothered?" "Percy to the south . Kuyphausen on north, between Kingsbridge and Fort Washington. Flat boats to go up river into Spuyten Duyvil. Howe." "Very good," said Dick, putting the paper in his mouth and chewing it. Re never carried papers himself, and he did not care to have this one found upon him, in case of accident. He was regarded as one of the best spies in the Ameri can service, and had been employed by General Washing ton many times in that capacity. "This relates to the disposition of the British troops," he thought, "and is important. rrhat spy's habit of carry ing things in his hat gives me material assistance." He wondered somewhat at being able to outrun the spy so easily at this time, when on another occasion the man had easily led him. "The fellow may suspect me," was his thought, "and it will be as well to keep out of his way. A hue and cry against me on Broadway is not to be thought of." On his way up Broadway he met a number of Tories whom he knew, but none of them recognized him in his disguise. Re could hardly hope to get any more information than he had already obtained, and he therefore concluded to leave the city at once. Having chewed the slip of paper to a pulp, he spat it out, as it-was no longer dangerous. There was a good walk before him, and as he went on he cast his eyes about him, to see if any suspicious-look ing person was following him. He saw no one whom he had any reason to suspect, and he kept on. Reaching the first line across the island, he met one of the officers who had been there when he passed in. Tlie redcoat asked him for his pass, and Dick said, with a laugh: "You don't know me, do yeu ?" "No, I don't." "That's 'cause I've got on my pretty clothes. Don't they look fine ?" "Oh, you're the farmhand that went in with old man Burgess, aren:t you?" "Why, certainly," and the officer tore a leaf out of a memorandum book, ~d wrote : "Pass this fool through the lines and put him in the army." "I guess that's all right," said Dick, taking the slip and holding it upside down. "Did yer put yer name onto it?" "No, but I will," and the officer, thinking it a great joke, put his name on the slip. "Thank yer," said Dick, and then he went on, but as soon as he was out of sight he tore off the lower part of the slip, so that it simply read: "Captain William Jones. , "Pass this fool through the lines." "My facetious friend has done me a good turn without knowing it," laughed Dick. "Appearances are deceitful." In another hour he reached the lines, gave up his pass and went on. The sentries laughed at him and thought it a good joke, but Dick had his own laugh afterward. Re reached the fort during the afternoon and at once reported to Colonel Magaw what he had learned. The Liberty Boys were greatly interested in his adven tures, and laugh ed over the manner in which he had got the better of the old Tory. "That will make the old man all the more down on us," chuckled Bob. "Re does not like us any too much now." "No, and if he knew that he sat and talked to Dick afterward he would be madder still," laughed :Mark. "The enemy are evidently trying to invest the fort," declared Ben, "sen<;l.ing up troops to surround us." "There will be a hot fight for it, no doubt," was Dick's reply. "And the Liberty Boys will have plenty to do," ob served Rarrv Judson. "Well, th~y never complained of that yet," retorted ,his chum, the other Harry. "Did the masked spy suspect you, Dick?" Bob asked. "I am not certain of that. Ile looked at me sharply enough." "He's a clev12r rascal, but you got the best of him then;

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'rHE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "TERROR." 11 and if he turns up in this quarter again, we'll have to capture him." ''Yes, we must, indeed." That night Harry Thurber was fired upon by some one whom he challenged, and narrowly escaped a serious wound. The person who fired at him laughed as he had heard the masked spy laugh, and he lmew at once that the man had returned. Two other L:iberty Boys heard the man later, and it was very evident that he was trying to get into the camp. When the first signs of dawn appeared, he slunk away, and the boys were not further troubled with him that morning. "He's a regular night owl," Bob declared, "and seems to see better in the night than in the day." "He certainly bothers us more at night than at other times," remarked Dick. "But that may be because he thinks we will not see him so easily." That day troops appeared on the south and also in the vicinity 0 Kingsbridge. "They are beginning to invest the fort," said Dick, "and it will be more difficult to get away on scouting tours." "Which will make you want to take them all the more," laughed Bob. "Exactly," saicl Dick. CHAPTER VIII. .A.T KINGSBRIDGE. . The next day Dick set off on foot and alone to learn what he could of the enemy. He went in disguise, there being too many redcoats about to render it safe fo go in uniform. He did not take Major, because the animal was too well known. Reaching Kingsbridge, he was mal@g his way carelessly along the road, when he saw Stella standing at a gate. She beckoned to him, and said : "Be careful. There are redcoats in the neighborhood." "So I supposed," with a smile. "I came over here to see them." • "Don't let them see you, then," laughingly . "It might not be pleasant." "They would harclJy know me in this disguise." <(Still, they might suspect." "Yes, for a short time." "Bill isn't here" "Not that I know." "He aniioys you?" "Yes. He talks of wanting to marry me, but that is foolish. He wants the money which my father left to me -not me at all." "Yes, and the old man would get it instead of Bill." "So I believe." At that moment Dick heard a footstep and turned his head. Then he saw Bill Burgess coming along at a slouching gait. "Hello, Stella!" he said, paying no attention to Dick. Stella said nothing. "Wanter . take er ride? I'll git er hoss an' kerredge ef yer do." "No, I don't want to go riding with you, Bill Burgess." "All right. I'll git 'em;" and Bill walked on. "The scamp suspects you," said Stella, in a low tone. "I saw him looking at you sharply, even if he did not speak to you." "Yes, I noticed it myself. Well, I inust go on, as I want to see how many Hessians ther~ are in the neigh borhood." At that moment the sound of horses coming along the road was heard. "Bill has found the redcoats and brought them here I" cried Stella, in alarm. "Yes, but I may evade them." "There is not time. Qu1ck ! Go down the well. It is seldom used, and tb'ey will not think of looking in it." There was an old well at one side of the house. Dick ran thither, grabbed the bucket, sunk down and quickly disappeared. He had scarcely done so when a troop of horsemen came around the bend in the road. They were Hessians, and Bill Burgess was with them. They stopped in front of the gate, where Stella was still standing, idly. "Wliere is der repel?" asked the leader, dismounting. "There have heen no rebels here," said Stella. She was a good patriot, like Dick Slater, and never used the word "rebel" herself, nor would she permit it to be used. "There was so!" snorted Bill. "He wuz erstandin' here just now. I seen him. I knowed who he wuz, too, if he didn't have no uniform. He wuz Dick Slater, ther rebel spy." "You hafe some one talk to you choost now-yes?" the Hessian asked. "Er course she did," said Bill. "Didn't I see him?" "Keep you still, beast!" said the Hessian. "I shall talk myself to der yong ladee. It is so, yes, you hafe ze yon()' man talking by you? 0 "Yes,
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12 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE " TERR OR." "He spoke to me and I spoke to him . " "What he say?" "That it was a very pleasant day." "Ach!" impatiently. "No more as dot he says?" "And that he must be going." "Where he went?" "He went down, I told you," which was very true. "We hafe him missed; we must for • him some other place look," muttered the Hessian. "Vorwaerts !" Then he sprang upon his horse and rode on, Bill re maining near the gate. "Where is he?" he asked. "I won't tell." "Where is who? I don't grasp your meaning-the Hessian?" "Ko, not the Hessian er tall. Where is ther rebel, Dick Slater? Ye're er hidin' of him some place. Where is he?" "How do you know I am hiding him?" "Cos he couldn't er got erway so sudden. Re didn't have no boss." "Ilow do you know he didn't? Couldn't he have hidden it?'' url'hen it was Dick Slater?" triumphantly. "I did not say so," shortly. "But he wuz, cos I know him, jest as good as I know you." "Then if you know, why do you ask me? You're very stupid, Bill." "I ain't so dumb as I look," blurted Bill. "Ye're er hidin' of him an' ef yer don"t tell me where he is, I'll find him myself." "Very well; go ahead and look." "Is he in ther house?" "Don't ask me. You said you wo"1ld find him your self." Bill pushed open the gate and entered the dooryard. Then a big dog came flying out of the house as Stella closed the gate. Bill retreated and got over the fence as quickly as he could, leaving a part of his breeches in the dog's mouth. "Confound yer !" Bill said, on the safe side of the fence. "I'll make yer pa1 fur thet I Yer set him onter me!" "I didn't say a word," laughed Stella. "Yer sicked him onter me, I tell yer, an' yer've gotter pay fur my breeches what he tored." The dog was now barking and trying to get over the fence . Bili comiclered himself in no wise safe, and he went up the road in great haste. "They've gone," said Stella. "I don't believe Bill will come back." Dick came out of the well and patted the head of the dog, who wagged his tail. "He never did like Bill," laughed Stella, "and there was no need to set him on. He flew at Bill as soon as he saw the ugly fellow." "Were there many of the Hessians?" "Y cs, quite a large party." "You had better not stay here . These fellows have no re,:,pert for our women.,,, "The dog is here," said Stella, with a smile. "To be sure, but they might shoot him. I would not stay." "I won't," quietly . "I am much obliged to you," said Dick. "I have learned all I can now, and I think I had better go. I would advise you to do the same. This neighborhood will not be safe for you, with so many Hessians about." "I shall go home this afternoon," said Stella. Ilearing the Hessians returning, Dick now beat a hasty retreat. The Hessians soon came up, Stella still standing by the gate. The Hessian officer dismounted and came forward. Stella partly opened the gate. unseen by the Hessian . "You are one fery pooty girl, off you ein repel are," he said. Then he attempted to kiss her. All at once the dog flew out and caught him by the leg. "Lie down, sir!" cried Stella. The dog released his hold and the Hessian bolted, uttering a volume of very emphatic German as he sprang upon his horse and rode away. Stella laughed heartily, whereas the dog barked joyously and wagged his tail in very vigorous fashion . Meantime Dick had to take to the woods to avoid dis covery and capture by the Hessians. He finally managed to get over the bridge, and then made his way toward Harlem Ileights . He was passing a strip of thick woods, not far from the camp of the Liberty Boys, when he noticed a suspi cious movement among the bushes. Whipping out his pistols, he cried, sharply : "Come out of that, you sneak ! or I'll bring you out with a bullet!" CHAPTER IX. TURNING THE TABLES . Dick heard a laugh, and then quickly retreating footsteps . Crack-crack ! Two bullets went whistling after the retreating spy. Then Dick followed at full speed, unheeding briars, rocks or the tangle of underbrush. In a few minutes he was in the depths of the wood, where it was almost dark. Then the fugitive suddenly turned and seized him. Strong as Dick was, he felt that he had nearly met -his match in the masked spy. As the fellow turned and seized him, Dick could see his glittering eyes behind his black mask, fixed upon him with a baleful glare . Had Dick's mind been less strong, he could have easily imagined how those fearful eyes would have cowed him. Even as it was, he felt their sinister influence upon him. He shook it off, however, and, as the spy seized him, grappled with him . The two were nea rl y ma t c hed in strength, Dick bei n g a little t h e stronger .

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THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "TERROR." 13 The spy seemed to have the advantage of seeing better in tne dark than Dick could. This suddenly occurred to the boy. He remembered how the spy had easily distanced him in the pitch dark woods. Afterward, in Broadway, Dick had easily left the spy behind. The man possessed that strange faculty of seeing better in the dark than in a bright light. Like a., cat, he could see in the dark, but, unlike the animal, could not see as well in a strong light. In the obscurity of this tangle in the woods Dick could not well see where to place his feet. The result was that he was presently thrown. This was not so much by the agility of the spy !!-S from not having a good foothold. The two contestants went crashing to the ground., the spy on top. The masked "Terror" pulled off Dick's neckcloth, turned him over and bound his wrists securely behind him. Then he tore out the lining of his rough coat, twisted it into a stout rope and bound Dick's ankles. He gagged Dick with his own. handkerchief, and then, picking him up, threw him over his shoulder as lightly as if he had been a child. Then he dove deeper and deeper into the woods, and quickly began to descend into the gully between the two hills. Dick listened intently, but could hear nothing. The shots he had fired ought to have aroused some one. They should have been heard distinctly in the camp, which was not far distant. The boys may have been bothered by the tangle, although they were used to traveling over all sorts of ground. Down the slope went the "Terror," with Dick over his shoulder, till he was at the bottom. He paused at the entrance of the cave where Dick had seen him on that eventful night. Putting Dick on the ground in a sitting position, with his back against a rock, he removed the gag from his mouth. "You can yell all you like," he said, with that fearful laugh of , his, ":for no one will hear you down in this place. I.f they do, it won't matter." "What do you intend to do with me?" asked Dick. "Kill you!" hissed the "Terror." "How will that profit you?" Dicked asked, quietly. "It will give me my revenge, or part of it. " "Why do you seek vengeance upon me?" "Because you ~re a rebel." "That is no reason." "It is enough," sternly. "All rebels are my enemies . I kill them all. You are of more importance, so you will be tortured." "You have tried to kill more than one of the Liberty Boys." "Yes, and the accursed fire has failed me. I hate the light-I love the darkness. The darker it is, the better I can see." "Your deeds are black enough, at any rate. I could have killed you the other night, when you stood under that torch, but it would have been murder." "Bah! You can't kill me !" the spy laughed. "I bear a charmed life. I cannot be killed. Bullets, knives,. swords, bayonets, all weapons, are turned aside when they approach me." "I may live to see you killed yet," was Dick's reply. "Never!" hissed the other. "When are you going to kill me?" asked Dick. "To-night, when it is darkest. Then I will steal upon you. You will know I am coming, but not at what mo ment. You will hear me, but will not see ine, and you will be in an agony of fear." "I am not so easily frightened," said Dick. He believed the "Terror" to be insane, and wondered just what his weak point was. If he could ascertain this, he might outwit the fellow. I lie had a bright light, he knew he could get the spy at a disadvantage. How to obtain one was the question. There were pines here, and a torch could easily be pro cured if his hands were free. Re had sulphur matches and fl.int and steel, things he alwavs carried. His wrists were bound with his own neckcloth, and there were jagged edges to the rock behind him. He could thus cut the cloth and, by a little exertion, release himself. Then he must suddenly spring upon the spy and over power him. He was stronger than the spy, as he had seen. How to get his arms and legs free without being de tected was the question. The "Terror's" eyes were sharp in the darkness and his hearing was keen. Dick must work stealthily, therefore. He began moving his arms back and forth behind him,. rubbing the neckclotlY against the sharp edge of the rock. He had to use the utmost caution at this work, lest the spy should guess his purpose. Just then the spy took out a knife, and put down his musket. Then he began to sharpen the knife on his boot, laugh ing as he did so. All this was in Dick's favor. The noise made by the knife on the leather and the spy's loud laughter, drowned all sounds Dick.made. Then the spy was. so intent on his work that only now 2.nd then did he look at Dick. 1 "Ha, ha! I must have a keen edge, so as to do thework well!" he laughed, horribly, as he whetted the blade. "Yes, get it good and sharp," answered Dick. "That's the sort to have." Then he talked to take off the spy's attention, all the time working at his wrists. The spy laughed and whetted his knife, paying little orno attention to Dick. Suddenly, giving his arms a tug, Dick released them and threw himself forward. His ankles were bound, but that did not matter at the moment.

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14 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "TERROR." He hurled himself right upon the spy, seized the knife Dick now saw Bob and half a dozen Liberty Boys comand tumbled him over backward in a cramped position. ing down the steep descent. With both knees in the small of the spy's back, he "Hello, Bob!" he shouted. reached around and cut the bonds about his ankles. "Hello!" . Now he had both hands and feet at bis disposal. "Scatter the Hessians, and catch the spy! Hurry!" He now exerted his strength, turned the spy upon his Down came the boys, but now the fhe went out suddenface, pulled off his coat, ripped it in lengths with the ly, and the place grew dark again. knife, and bound the man with them. The Hessians found the fusilatle of the Liberty Boys Then he set him up against a rock and quickly lighted too hot for them and fled. some sulphur matches. Dick returned with Bob and others to the cave, but the Cutting a torch, he soon had it in a blaze. spy had either been released or had freed himself, for he The spy writhed and groaned as the light fell upon his was not to be seen. face. "Come," said Dick, "there is nothing more to be done Diqk tore off his black mask and threw it on the ground. here. The fellow has got away." "Yes, you are the same man I met in New York. Your They scrambled up the steep ascent and went back to face is not fair to look upon. I do not wonder that you the camp, where Dick told what bad befallen him. hide it." "That's most sino-ular," observed Bob. "Now I underThe light seemed to give the man positive pain, but ' stand why the fell;w got away from us so quick in the Dick lighted a bonfire at the mouth of the cave, and dark." said: "And why he always took dark places and wore a mask," "There, you may be able to break your bonds, but you added Mark. won't be able to do much while that :fire lasts." "'l'he man sees better in the dark than he does in the Tlie spy snarled and growled, and tried to get away light," continued Dick, "and I believe he is half insane, from the light. too." "When are the British going to make the attack?'' "Well, we've got to capture him," declared Bob, "or asked Dick. we can never tell when to expect him. He is not to be "I don't know!" with a snarl. .feared so much as a spy as an assassin, for he is more that "You do. Tell me," and Dick built up the fhe. than the other." "In a few days, as soon as they get the boats up the "Very true," rejoined Dick. "He must not be allowed river into the creek." to go at large." ''Very good. How is the attack to be made?" The secret of the spy's rapid movements in the dark ".\. t four points at once, with the Hessians, Lo rd being now known, it was now the determination of the Percy's forces a nd--" boys to keep the camp thoroughly light at night. F 0 otsteps were heard, and then shouts. The boys would avoid all dark places, where the spy "Hello!" shouted the spy. would be apt to lurk, also. "H eJlo ! Is dot you?" in the g , uttural tones of the Hessian. 1 He shunned bright places, and if the :fires were kept It was time for Dick to beat a retreat. bright all about the camp, he would shun it, having the same dread of a fire as a wild beast. CHAPTER X. A DASHING CAPTURE. The bonfire enabled the Hessians to see Dick, while it blinded the spy. Dick co11ld see the Hessians also. He now opened fhe upon them, and sent one tumbling down the rocks, with a bullet in his leg. He gave another a flesh wound in the shoulder as he was about to fire. Then Dick beat a retreat, :firing one or two more shots as he ran. He took good care to pt trees between himself and the Hessians, and it was well that he did so. Bullets flew after him, but the trees interposed and Dick was safe. Up the slope he went, and now he heard some one shout: "There he is! 'ro the rescue, boys!" It was Bob who spoke. "He is little better than one himself," declared l\fark, "and if we treat him as such, we will have less trouble with him." It was the universal opinion of the boys that the man must be captured, and they all determined to devote themselves to this work. That night there was a circle of :fires all around the camp. Nothing was seen or heard of the "Terror" during the night. "If any one goes out let them keep a sharp lookout when passing dark spots," said Dick, "for it is there that the fellow hides." "And :fire at the :first suspicious sound," added Bob. "Yes, for no one but an enemy would be lurking in the shade up here, which is American ground." "Very true, and if we act upon that supposition, we will not make a mistake." The boys all had their instructions upon this point, and none of them went out that day who did not act upon them. Several of them had occasion to leave the camp that forenoon, and all exercised the greatest caution.

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THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "TERROR." 15 Nothing was seen of the spy, however, and it was pos sible that he was not lur~ing near. . Dick told the boys to continue these precautionary measures, however, even if they did not see or hear any suspicious signs for days. "The moment vou become care1ess," he added, "that may be the very time that the 'Terror' will choose to do some evil deed." It was well along in the afternoon. Dick, Bob, Mark ancl half a dozen others had ridden out from camp to reconnoit er . There had been some Hessians seen and the boys wished to determine if there were any more of them, and how near they were. They also wished to learn if the enemy had made any advance since the day before. Riding on , they reached a little strip of thick woods. "Be careful," said Dick, drawing his pistols. The boys unslung their muskets, so as to have them ready in case they needed them. In another moment Dick fired at a clump of bushes. The boys did the same, without waiting for the word. Then a shot was fired which took off Dick's hat. At the same moment a stir was heard at the edge of the wood. "Drive l1im out!" cried Dick. "In with you before he can reload!" Some of the boys dashed in without dismounting. Others spread out to head off the spy. 'I'hen a shout was heard. The bit of woods, although thick, was not extensive. The spy had been driven out. Dick saw him. He was running toward the cliff, as before. "After him, boys!" Dick shouted. "Head him off!" The boys obeyed on the instant. Some spurred their horses and got between the man and the cliff, though with scant room to spare. Others got between him and the wood, and shortened i.he space rapidly. The spy was cornered. It was a bright, clear day, and up on the Heights the sun still shone, although it was dark in the valley . The spy was at a disadvantage. The boys quickly closed in 11pon him. "Take him alive!" said Dick. "He must not escape!" The spy tried to dash through the fast narrowing line of boys, but Dick leaped from Major and seized him. "Stand still or you are a dead man!" he hissed, clap ping a pistol to the spy's head. Bob and the two Harrys quickly rushed in and dis armed him. Dick pulled the ma;:k from the spy's face and threw it down. The spy put his hands over his eyes and trembled violently. "Take him away," said Dick. "Don't let him escape. He must be delivered to 901onel Magaw." The spy was led away, closely guarded, and taken to the fort. He was questioned, but refused to speak. Upon being threatened with ins!ant ' hanging if h~ did not, he told much. The enemy were to make an attack upon the fort in two days. Their plans were well formed, and they had every hope of success. It seemed hardly possible for the patriots to escape, and yet they might, knowing the designs of the enemy. The spy may not have disclosed all the plan, although upon being 11uestioned again he told the same story as before. He had no documents with him this time, but Dick was inclined to think that he had told the truth. "He is such an evil fellow, however," he added, "that there may be no trusting him._ That remains to be seen." The Liberty Boys were highly complimented upon hav ing captured the spy, who was placed in close confine ment under a heavy guard . It seemed impossible for him to escape, and yet when they returned to camp Dick said to Bob: "The fellow is such a slippery customer that I would not be surprised if he escaped , for all the precautions ihat have been taken against it." "What makes you think he will escape, Dick?" "I don't know that he will, but if he does I shall not be surprised," was Dick's answer. "Haven't they taken all precautions against it?" "They seem to have done so." "Then, how can he get away?" "I can't see how he can, but, as I said, I would not be at all surprised if he clid," _ with _ a shrug . . "Well, I shall be, then, for I don't sec how it is possi ble." Dick said nothing, but he could not get rid of the idea that the spy woufd escape, despite the precautions that had been taken. A little later, just before sunset, Patsy, whose hair was now cut evenly all over his head, said to Carl: "Oi say_ , Cookyspiller, Oi do be wan tin' some salt pork before Oi can get clhe supper . Will yer go over to dhe fort an' get it, loike, dhe foine bhy yez are?" "Ya, I was went mit you." "Shure an' it's not goin' Oi am, but Oi want yei to go an' save toime." "Off I was went alone I was got losecl" "Go'n wid ycz; Qi'll go mesilf." "All right; I was went al s o." , "But Oi don't want yez." "You was had to toogk me, so dot you do1d was 111 some droubles got." "G'w ay wid yez. Oi can take care av mesilf widout yez." Carl went along, however, the two 'l_uarreling all th,; way. They went to the fort and back, talking with the ~oldiers there , and sputtering to each other on the way ta and from the fort . After they got back Patsy asked: "Phwat did yez do wid dhe salt pork, Dootchy ?" "I don'd was had it." "Didn't yez go afther it?"

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16 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "TERROR." ' "Nein. I was went mit you while you was got it all'etty." "Shure an' dhin naither av us has it. Dhe next toime Oi talte yez wid me Oi'll go alone ! " "Humbug!" said Carl. CHAPTER XI. THE SPY'S ESCA.PE. Late that night, while the Liberty Boys lay sleeping quietly, the sentries pacing their beats, there came a sud den cry from the fort. The shots rang out and echoed along the river and from the heights opposite. "An escape--an escape!" shouted the guard. Then shots rang out from different points. The camp of the Liberty Boys was aroused in an instant. Dick came running out almost as soon as the shots were heard. Then Bob, Mark and a dozen more quickly joined him. "The spy has escaped!" cried Bob. "There was no other prisoner in the fort, and no one would desert." "This way!" cried Dick. "Build up the fires! Bring torches!" The fires blazed forth more brightly as Dick and the rest dashed toward the fort. "Dash to the woods!" said Dick, as the boys joined him, all bearing torches. "He'll run from the light," said Bob. They dashed into the nearest patch of woods, and in a moment there was a scurrying among the bushes. "Fire ! " cried Dick. Crack-crack-crack! Muskets and pistols rang out, and there was a great dipping of leaves and cutting of twigs. "After him!" shouted Dick. "Don't let him escape!" The boys dashed on, the wood being lighted weirdly by the torches. They could hear the man running, imd then they saw him. Not all carried torches, and those who did not fired at the fugitive. Once they thought they heard him fall, but in a moment the sound of footsteps was heard again. At length they passed through the woods and came out upon open ground. The glare of a dozen torches showed the fugitive running toward the cliffs. A rattling volley was fired, and then the boys dashed forward. In another moment they heard the spy laugh, and then he leaped out and went down upon the treetops. They paused on the edge of the chasm and listened. • There was a crashing of branches-, and then, more faint ly, that same horrible laugh which they had heard before. "The man is a regular cat," said Harry. "He has as many lives as one, at any rate," added Sam. "He can't be in his right mind," declared Walter. "A sane man would be killed by that fall." "I never did think he was quite sane," muttered Bob. "Now we"ll have to be looking out for him again, I sup pose," observed Mark. There was no further sound from below, and the boys returned to the camp. "Well, they can't hold us responsible for his escape," said Bob, "for we certainly gave them full information about him." "Of course," returned Dick. "But it seems so incredi ble that, I suppose, they thought we were stretching it, and so did not drean;i. of his getting away if ordinary pre cautions were taken." "Well, he has got away, and now I suppose he will be firing upon us from every dark corner on the Heights." "Then we must drive him out of them, as we did before, but I think he wm be more cautious." "Yes, it's tin1e for him to learn wisdom if he is ever going to," returned Bob, dryly. The boys kept a careful watch over the camp the rest of the night, but nothing occurred to alarm them. The next day more troops arrived, General Greene still believing that the fort could be held, and Colonel Magaw being ready to hold it. Jumping upon }Iajor, Dick set out in the morning to reconnoiter the ground, where Percy's troops were sta tioned. As Dick rode on, keeping his eyes and ears open, he came to a quaint little farmhouse at the roadside. Everything about the house was scrupulously neat and clean, although from its general appearance the people could not be well to do. The gate hung on leather hinges, one or two broken panes of glass had shingles substituted for them, and an old keg, with a board laid across it, did duty for a porch seat. Pots of flowering plants were in the window, the car petless floor was as clean as a plate, and the woman of the house sang as she went about her work. A little child played by the roadside, watched by the careful eyes of its mother, and a half-grown girl sat under a tree, darning hose. Dick noticed all this as he rode leisurely past, for he was quick to see things, and nothing escaped him. He had. ridden by the house, and was just at a turn in the road when he heard a sudden scream. Looking back, he suddenly wheeled Major and dashed, ahead. The child had started to cross the road. A man on horseback came dashing along at a tremen dous pace. The child was right in his path, and he seemed to have no intention of turning out. Dick flew toward him, with a shout : "Turn out!" he cried. "You'll run down the child!" The little one, numb with fear, made no effort to save itself, but stood there, screaming. Neither the woman nor the young girl could save it, although both were now running to the spot. )fojor was capable of great speed, and Dick now put him to his utmost.

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THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "TERROR." There was little time to spare. Dick dashed on like the wind, leaned over in his sade, caught up the child and flew on, almost touching the ther rider. The latter dashed on, . either unable to control his horse r careless of consequences. Dick shot a swift glance at him as he went by. He was a man in ordinary attire, but there was some . hing about him which aroused Dick's "distrust. He could not define it, but he seemed to feel that the an was an enemy. Reining in his horse as soon as he could, he sprang rom the saddle and went forward with the child in hi s rms. "I don't see why folks should be so careless," ejaculat e d he woman, excitedly. "Dear knows, he could see the oung one, She yelled loud enough." "I don't believe he cared, ma," said the girl. "He just w ent on as if he didn't, anyhow." "It was a narrow escape for the baby, ma'm," said ick. "I was afraid that I would not be able to save it or one moment." ' "You're a brave yo1mg man, sir," said the woman; "and "f you are a rebel, I don't care. If the king's men were as brave, we would be well satisfied." "I could not see the little one in danger, ma'm, withut doing something to save it," said Dick, handing the child to the excited woman. "There's sogers not far off," said the girl. "Not your ort-they've got red coats and they've got flour on their hair, and they wear a lot of it." "The girl is right," said the woman. "When you rode by I wouldn't tell _you about it, for I knew you were a l'ebel, but now it's different." "I know that Lord Percy's troops are down there/' said Dick, "and I was on my way to see if I could determine just how many there might be." "I don't mean the troops at the camp. There's some just a short way off. They came up this morning-quite a lot of them. They're at the next house." "Is it far?" "Not over a quarter of f;1, mile. I wouldn't advise you to go down there in that uniform." "I shall not, ma'm," with a smile. "And I am obliged to you for telling me about them." "Dear knows I've been taught to look down on rebels," retorted the woman, "and to think that they weren't no better than the dirt under my '.feet, but I must say that I don't believe they are all that sort, by a good deal." "You will find that most of them are not, ma'm," with a smile. "I'm a poor woman, and hard working, and I'd give you a present if I could; but at any rate you have my thanks and a blessing for what you've done this day." "I am sufficiently repaid, ma'm, by hearing you say_ that." "Ma!" gasped the girl, who was on the road, Dick having gone up to the house. "The redcoats are coming!" The tramp of horses was heard in both directions. "1Into the house with you," said the woman. "Sis1 take that liorse to the barn. I'll :find a place where you'll be as safe as in your own camp." Never distrusting the woman, Dick followed her in. '"I'hat'll be my man coming the other way, and there's no time to warn him. This way!" Tha.woman led the way to the little kitchen and opened the aoor of a brick oren. "Crawl in there," she said. "It turns, and there'll be no :finding you." Dick obeyed, and at that moment a dozen redcoats rode up to the hou se. CHAPT E R XII. A GRATE FUL TORY. "Have you s een a rebel officer ride by this way, ma'm?" asked the leader of t he troop, as the woman came to the door. At the same time a man rode up from the oth e r direc tion and di s mount ed. "Yes, I saw one, and he went tha t way," pointing to the south. "Yes; but did he come b a ck?" "There's no one pas sed my house since," answered the woman, stolidly. "No; I can answer for that," declared the man. "I any rebel had gone that way, I'd have seen him. Short commons he'd have got from me, too. I have no sym pathy for rebels." "Well, I guess there's good rebels and bacl, same as other folks," said the woman. The girl had the child in her arms, and was sitting under the tree. "Course there ain't good rebels," said the man. "How can you say that, wife, when you know different?" "If you did not meet him," said the officer, "then he must be in the house, for we saw nothing of him." "He ain't in the house, then!" said the woman, de cidedly. "You never heard of me harboring rebels!" "I should say not!" said the man. "What makes you say there's \ a rebel in my house?" "Beqause I don't see how he can be anywhere else. He didn't go up and he didn't g , o down, so he must be here." "Couldn't he be hiding in the woods? Didn't I tell you he hasn't passed the house since I saw him? 'Pears to me you're plaguey suspicious of me, a loyal subject of the king, long life to him!" "Indeed you are," the man declared. "A rebel in my house! Why, if I thought that, I'd pull it to pieces, much as I need a roof over my head." "You have just come up and know nothing about it," the officer said; "but there is a rebel in the house and I'm going to search it!" ' "And I tell you there isn't!" said the woman in a . . ' positive tone. In one sense the woman was right, the oven being out side the house, althou g h the ope ning was inside it. "I don't believe you," the offic er said. "The rebel saved y our child's life, and now you are shielding him." "So he did save the young one, and I suppose that

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18 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "TERROR." heedless fellow who wouldn't turn out told you about it. It's lucky for him he's not here or I'd give him a piece of my mind." "What's this, wife?" asked the householder. "A heedless brute would have trampled the baby under foot. The rebel boy saved it. Now this tenible, mean redcoat says the boy's in my house-my house that never sheltered a rebel yet!" "I guess not!" said the nian. "Then, where is he?" "I'm sure I don't know. I didn't meet him. Maybe he hid in the woods till I went by and then rode on." The officer was puzzled. "Seeing you're so set on doubting an honest woman's word, suppose you go in an.cl look for yourself. I ain't hindering you.' The girl, at a sign from her mother, came up and led her father's horse to the barn. "Certainly, search if you want to," the man said, "but seems to me it ain't very soldierlike nor gentleman-like to doubt a woman's word." "Do you swear that the rebel is not in your house?" the officer asked. "I ain't swearing for anybody. I've been brought up in the fear o' the Lord, and I never swore yet, and I ain't going to now!' "You mistake my meaning, ma'rn. I mean, will you declare positively that this rebel did not enter your house?" "I've told vou t11at he ain't in it. Dear me, what a pestering lot you redcoats are!" The girl now returned. "I must now search the house," the officer said. "Very well-search it!" Tlie officer and half a dozen men went in, followed by the woman and her husband a _nd the girl. They searched the house from top to bottom. Then they went into the kitchen. "Ah, an oven!" said the officer. "A fine place to hide in. Let us open it." The girl gave her moth_er a significant look. "Do as you like," the woman said. The oven door was opened and the long baker's shovel put in. There was no one hiding there, and the officer was greatly chagrined. "I could have sworn he was here," he said. "Don't vou use any profane swearing in my house. It's never been used to such words, and I ain't g,oing to have none now." The officer left the hou se "ithout offering any apolo gies. The woman watched the troop go down the road, and said: "Susan 'Lizabeth, what did you do with him?" "I fetched his horse round to the back of the house and told him he'd better get mrny while the redcoats was talking." "And he did?" ~Yes, and he give me a kiss and kissed the baby, and I guess . he's a mile away by this." "What's this, wife?" the man asked. "Have you been harboring a rebel?" "Yes, I have, and so would you. He saved that blessed young one's life. Do you expect I wasn't going to do something for him?" "No, to be sure not; but you said he wasnt in the house?" "Neither he was. Re was in the oven, and that's out side the hou,:e." "Then you did not tell no lie?" "No, I clicln't; but I'd have told a dozen and thought nothing of it, to save that boy, and so would you, if you are a deacon in the church." "I believe I would, wife," in a hearty tone. "Well, I understand what you meant by saying there was good rebels, and I guess you're right." "There's one good one, anyhow, and if there's one there must be more, for good things, like troubles, never come singly." Dick Slater, meanwhile riding safely on his way, murmured, thankfully : ' " "Well, there is one grateful Loyalist, at any rate." Returning to the camp, he took off his uniform and put on a disguise, taking another horse in place of )Iajor. He told Bob and M:ark of his adventure, and added: "I must go down there, and see for myself just how many men Percy has and how they are disposed." J "And kiss the Tory girl again," chuckled Mark, who was. given to good-natured teasing. "You can't tease Dick, l\fark," Bob laughed, "nor make Alice jealous. The girl isn't in her teens." "You would have kissed her yourself, ilfark," said lli~ ' "I believe I would," rejoined the clashing second lieutenant. Dick set off at once an.cl in due time reached the Tory's house. Riding up to the door, he waited. for the woman and her husband to come out. "I left in too great haste to thank you, ma'm," he said, "but I do so now, most heartily." "Why, for the land's sake, if it ain't the young rebel!'' ejaculated the woman. "Young sir," said the man, "I'm a loyal subject of the king, but if there's anything I can gi.e you, or anything I can clo for you, you're welcome." "Thank you, sir," return.eel Dick, smiling, "but all I ask is that you think better or 'rebels' after this. W c are patriots, and you will find as true-hearted men and women amongst us as anywhere." "You're right, sir, and I'll have a better opinion o.f you from this out." "But, my sakes, boy," said the woman, "youre going right among your enemies!" "But not in unifor1n," with a Fmile, "and on a different horse." "What are you going for?" the Tory asked. "To learn the strength and position of the enemy.'' "Well, take care of yourself, that's all; but I guess you can do that. You're young for a soldier." "I am the captain of the Liberty Boys. They are all my age or even younger. We are fighting for in.depend-•

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THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "TERROR." 19. ence, and we trust to see it established. Once more, I thank you for your kindness." Then he rode away. "Wife," said the Tory, "when boys go to soldiering and talk like that, it strikes me that maybe the rebels have got something the right of it, after all." "ShoulJn't wonder if they had, and, anyhow, I'd hate to have anything happen to t-'hat boy." "So should I, but he's a masterful young fellow, and I guess he can take care of himself." "Shouldn't wonder if he could; but ii I can help him any way, I'll do it, rebel or no rebel!" CHAPTER XIII. mm11:rns ON .ALL SIDES. Riding on at an easy gait, Dick shortly reached the house which the Tory woman had spoken of. The redcoats had made a sort of outpost of it. There were several of them lounging about outside, and Dick could see others inside, through the windows. He rode along carelessly, as if in no great hurry, or on any particular business. He looked like an ordinary country boy, and no one woulJ have taken him for the dashing captain of the Libertv Bovs. As 110 w;s riding by the house a redcoat officer came down from the porch and said: "You can't go unless you have a satisfactory reason." "Wall, I guess it'll be satisfactory, all right," drawled Dick. "She's erwaiting for me." "Who is?" "My gal," with a foolish laugh. "Don't yer tbin1: that's wuth goin' on fur?" "Oh, Jour girl is waiting for you, is she?' laughing. "Yus; I told her I'd come an' see her. Nice mornin', ain't it?" "Where does your girl live?" "Down the road a piece." One or two other officers had come up, and they all seemed to be greatly amused. They all looked upon Dick as simple minded and began to quiz him. "Introduce us to your girl, won't you?" "Fetch her back with you." "She must be proud of a fine boy like you." "What are you going to take her, a pumpkin?" Dick returned simple answers, laughing in a foolish fashion, and seeming to be greatly pleased at the atten tion he was receiving. "The fellow can't do any harm that I can see," said the first officer . "He's too big a fool to bother about." At that moment a man came out of the house. He was the one who had. nearly ridden over the child. He shot a quick look at Dick, and said: "Don't let that fellow pass-he is a spy!" "How do you know he is?" asked the redcoats. "I saw him at the house, back there on the road." "You're the fellow that would have ridden down a lit tle child?" said Dick, wheeling. The man scow led at him and said : "The horse was beyond my control. Besides I can't look out for every brat in the road . " "You could have turned," said Dick. "You did not try to. You did not care . You are a thoughtless brute!" Then Dick suddenly dashed at him and upset him. "Stop him! He's a rebel!" the man yelled. The redcoats' horses were not at hand and they lost time in getting after Dick. They fired at him, but the shots flew wild. At last they got their horses and started in p;ursuit. The horse Dick rode was not as good as Major, but he had a lead, and it would take some hard riding to overta,ke him. As. he flew by the house where the Tory woman lived he waved his hat. They soon saw the reason of his haste when a lot of readcoats came riding after him like the wind. They gained slightly on Dick, but he knew that he could reach the lines ahead of them, and so did not hasten. He simply kept on at a good, easy jog, and did not worry over the chances of the redcoats catching him. They kept on for some time, till at last, perceiving th~t the American lines were not far distant, they gave up the chase. "Well, I did not learn all I wanted to," Dick said to himself, "and I may have to try again." Returning to the camp, he set off toward Kingsbridge, after stopping a moment to tell Bob where he was going. The Hessians were in force around Kingsbridge, but Dick thought he might get near enough to learn some thing. He rode on at a good pace until he reached the bridge without seeing any of the enemy or hearing anything to cause alarm. Crossing the bridge, he advanced cautiously, keeping his eyes and earn open. He presently met a party of Hessians going toward the bridge. Somewhat further on he saw a little tavern by the wayside. They paid him little attention and went on. He was about to dismount when a roughly dressed man, with a slouched hat pulled over his eyt,s, came out. There was something familiar about the man, but Dick could not tell for a moment what it was. Then he looked up and darted a swift glance at Dick. The sun was behind him, but Dick saw that he had dark, piercing eyes. It was the Masked Spy of Harlem Heights ! He did not wear his mask, but, as he was not facing the sun, could see with little troub1e. He looked at Dick a moment, and then turned and dashed into the tavern. "A rebel spy-Dick Slater!" Dick heard him shout. In a moment there was a crowd of redcoats and Tories swarming out. There was nothing for it except to retreat. Dick wheeled like lightning and dashed for the bridge.

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10 THE L IBERTY BOYS AND THE "TERROR. " T he redcoats fired at him and gave chase, some o n h orseback and some on foot. T he shots were :fired more for the purpose of raising an al a r m than with any hope of hitting Dick. The redcoats wanted to take him alive, and now raced after him at full speed. The spy seized a horse and joined the redcoats in the chase. Reaching the bridge, Dick saw that he was cal1ght be t ween two fires. The Hessians he had met were returning, having heard t h e shots. "Catch the rebel!" shouted the spy. "Don't let him escape !" , The Hessians had turned to recross the bridge as Dick d ashed upon it. They at once spread out, so as to cut off his retreat. Escape seemed impossible. Dick Slater was a resourceful boy, however. If he could not escape in one way, he might in an other. Slackening his speed a little, he suddenly sprang from th e saddle. The horse went flying on at a word from his late r ider . There were enemies in front and behind . Below was the creek . Here was Dick's chance of escape. He was at the guardrail of the bridge at a bound . He leaped to the top of it, and dove from it to the water. Splash! In a moment he had disappeared . The two parties, coming together in the middle of the b ridge, rushed to one side or the other, watching for Dick to come up. He swam under water as far as he could , making f o r the Hudson rather than for the Harlem . He was obliged to come up at last, but only for a mo m ent. Filling his lungs with air, he sank quickly and swam on. Bang-bang--'-bang! Jte movin g h is out e r g ar ments, h e sa t on the bank a n d wru ng t h e wate r out o f t hem. "Things seem to b e aga inst me t o-day," h e muttered, as he sat in the warm s u ns h ine, "but at any r ate no one can say that I did not try to learn somethig,." From where he sat he could see no one, and he con cluded that the chase had been given up . When his clothes had dried somewhat he put them on and set-.. off alongshore and by a short cut through the woods reached the road. He could make his way around the side of Cock Hill, but it was an easier road the other way, although longer. He pushed on, therefore, and had gone some distance when he suddenly heard a mocking laugh, and, darting a swift glance ahead of him, beheld in the middle of the path his old enemy, the Masked Spy of Harlem Heights! CHAPTER XIV. THE FALL OF FORT WASHINGTON. The instant Dick saw the spy he whipped out a pistol and pulled the t r igger. Snap! Dick had forgotten that his pistols had been under water. Thrusting the weapo n back into his coat, he sprang upon the spy . "If I can't manage you o n e way, I can another!" he hi:;sed . Then he seized the ma n by the throat. T he spy struggled to escape and struck savagely at Dick, trying at the same time to dr:aw a knife concealed about liim. He secured the lmife, but Dick snatched it from him and threw it into the bushes. The spy managed to free h i mself for a moment, and shouted for help . Then hurried footsteps were heard coming through the woods. The Hessians fired as soon as they saw his head . If he had remained longer on the surface he have been shot . "Here he is!" yelled the spy. must Dick sprang upon him and hurled him into a tangle of briar bushes. Bullets struck the water all around him as he sank, and one or two hit the very spot where he had lately been . "Don't let him ei,cape ! Run along the bank!" shouted the spy. "That's Dick Slater, the sauciest rebel unhung !" Some hastened to shore and ran along the bank, while others waited on the bridge to see Dick come up. He did so at length, and there were shots from the bridge. He was too far off now, however, and the bullets fell sh ort . T hose on the bank were at the same disadvantage, and Di c k escaped. H e swam on, not diving again, and at length went ash ore not far from whe r e Cock H ill desce n ded a lmost precipit o u s l y in t o the c r e ek. Then he saw the gleam of scarlet uniforms. He quickly turned aside and rushed swiftly along the foot of the hill. It was some moments before the spy could get his breath to tell the newcomers which way Dick had gone. It was a difficult path to follow, however, and they s oon gave it up. Dick meanwhile made his way by a detour to the for mer path, and so to the road, when he continued on his way to the camp. He had lost his1horse, but that was not so much, con sidering that he had escaped . He wou ld have liked to capture th py, but at all events he knew that the " T e rror" would no t a p pear on t h e H eights again, an d the r e was some satisfact i o n in that. "Who is the f e llow , an yhow?" h e t hought. ".And why

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THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "TERROR." 11 does he oppose the Liberty Boys so bitterly? P e rhaps he treats all patriots the same, however." Reaching the camp, he was met by Patsy, who greeted him with: "An' phwereiver have yez been at all at all?" "All over," laughed Dick. "In dhe wather, all over, do yez mane? Faix, yez luk it." "Yes; I have been in the ,vater and in the woods and all over." ,.,Shure an' it's loively toimes yez do be havin' ph,yin yez go out, Oi'm thinkin'." "Yes. I have been chased by redcoats, Hessians and Tories, lost my horse, and had a warm time of it gen erally." Bob, J\Iark and others now came up, and wanted to know wha had happened. "That pestilent spy with the mask on his face led a chase against me," said Dick, "and I would have captured him if I had a little more time to myself." He then told of his adventures, and Bob said: "If we only knew where that fellow had his den we might go in a body and capture him." "Yes," said Dick. "But he has so many of them that we can't tell at which one we are likely to find him." "After all, what can we do with him, if we do find him?" asked Mark. "You can't hang a crazy fellow like that." "We could at least keep him from doing any further mischief," said Dick. "Yes, but the sentries at the fort will do that if he shows himself around there very much." "Ir we traced him to his den, we might not catch him," declared Ben, "for he can see in the dark, and he would escape us." "Well, he'll come to the end of his rope some day, you may be sure," said Bob. "And if it is not the hangman's rope it will be 1 ucky for him." That night the British sent their flat boats up the river. They broke through the obstructions which General Putnam had constructed and went by the way of Spuyten Duyvil Creek into the Harlem. The next day General Rowe sent a summons to Colonel :Magaw to surrender. Howe threatened to proceed to extremities in case he had to carry the place by assault. l\Iagaw intimated a doubt that the British general would do this, and stated his determination to defend the fort to the last. General Greene, hearing of Magaw's peril, sent rein forcements and apprised Washington of that fact. The commander-in-chief, then at Hackensack, proceeded to Fort Lee, opposite the threatened fort, and made it h~s headquarters. About noon the next day a heavy cannonading along the hills told that the action had begun. Kuyphauscn's Hessians pushed forward in two colurn11S, one by the general himself and one by Colonel Rahl. Rahl tried to climb Cock Hill, while Kuyphausen es• sayed another rising from the Kingsbridge roan and got entangled in a wood. Other attacks were made at different points by Lord Percy, Brigadier-General :IIIathew and Colonel Sterling, these being simultaneous. For some time the garrison in the fort and the various detachments outside made a determined re s istance. The enemy came on in overwhelming numbers, however, and, gaining one point after another, finally forced the fort to capitulate. The Liberty Boys did gallant work and held back the Hessians for some time. Then their ammunition began to fail and their pieces ' became so foul with constant firing that they were use less. Evading the Hessians by a flank movement, they es caped across the creek and into Westchester . They were beaten, but not discouraged, and_, at any rate, they had escaped capture. With the -fall of Fort Washington the last hold of the Americans upon the island of Manhattan was gone. There were now only the upper Hudson and the Jerseys left for a place of retreat. Fort Lee, opposite, would probably be attacked n ext, and, in case of its fall, the army must retreat across the Jerseys, over the Delaware and into Pennsylvania. The Liberty Boys, having escaped, now made their way into Westchester a number of miles, camping in the woods between Tarrytown and White Pla.ins, near the homes of many of them . 1 Here they . would await orders from the command.er in-chief, and in the meantime Dick endeavored to learn all that he could about the enemy 's intentions. Dick had seen nothing of the masked spy during the battle, and, now that they had moved their camp, the boys generally felt that they had seen the la s t of him. "It is easy to say that," said Bob; "but I am of the opinion that we shall see him again and that we shall have trouble with him." "I feel the same way myself," added Dick, "although I cannot tell why." It was not the habit of eithe~ Dick or Bob to dwell on gloomy subjects, however, and the matter was dropped. The Liberty Boys felt a certai n sense of security in their camp, so far from the scene of battle, but, on the very first night of their stay there, Ben Spurlock, doing picket duty, heard footsteps approaching and, never thinking of danger, called out : "Halt! Who goes there?" In the instant a shot rang out from the darkness. Then a bullet whistled so close to Ben's check that he felt the wind of it. At the same moment that mocking laugh which the boys had so often heard rang out. Then _ hurrying footsteps were heard. Ben threw his piece to his shoulder and fired. Then he drew his pistols and fired three or four shots in quick succession. The camp was quickly aroused, and several of the boys ran up. "That treacherol1s villain has been lurking about the camp," said Ben. " And I had a very narrow escape."

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22 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "TERROR." "You are sure it is the same fellow?" asked Mark. "Yes, I am certain of it. Two men could not possibly have a laugh like that." "But why should he follow us up here?" "I don't know," returned Ben, "but he has, evidently, and we are going to have trouble with him uni;.il he is gotten rid of." "Then' the sooner it happens, the better," said l\fark. CHAPTER XV. THE SEARCH FOR STELLA. Dick did not follow the spy, although he had been on the spot as soon as anybody. He was thoroughly acquainted with the locality, and would not have hesitate to follow any one else by day or night. The spy's peculiar faculty of being able to see better by ni_ght than in the light of day made his task more difficult.. Finding that no one was hurt, he listened to the sound of the spy's retreating footsteps for a few moments and walked away. "There is little use of following the scoundrel now," he said to himself, "but there will be no prowling about this camp, if I know it." The fires were now replenished and kept burning bright ly till daylight, but there was no sign of the spy. In the early morning a boy came to the camp, asked for Dick and said: "Stella Burgess is missin' an' they think she's been taken away by somebody." "How long has she been missing?" asked Dick. "Bence last night after supper. She went over to your house, but did not come back. She left there early, but she hain't been seen sence." "What do her friends think?" "They dunno what to think, so they told me to come over liere an' tell yer." "Do they suspect any one?" "No, an' they're just stumped." "Well, you run back and tell them that we will do all we can. Here's a sixpence for your trouble." The boy then ran off and Dick called Bob, Mark, Ben and a few others into his tent. "Stella is missing," he said. "What is your opinion on the matter?" "Bill Burgess is her cousin and talked about marrying her," said Bob. "Stella has money, and old man Burgess has long wanted to get hold o.f it," answered Mark. "The old man is a miserly, old rascal," dechired Will Freeman, who lived near Burgess. "He always coveted his brother's money, and he may think he ' can get it by abducting Stella." . ( "If he could force her to marry Bill," said Harry Thur ber, '' Bill would have a claim to her money, and the old man would get it." "Very true," said Dick. "There is reason in what you say, and we will go and see old man Burgess and Bill." ' "Burgess has a big, old house, with lots of hidden places in it, they say," observed Will, "and he could hide the girl away with ease." "But Bill isn't old enough to marry," said Mark. "He isn't any older than I am." "That would not make any difference," Bob declared. "The old man could get a special license." "Ancl they're cousins," declared Harry Judson. "'l'hat's nothing. They're Church of England people, and that allows cousins to marry." "It seems reasonable," said Dick. "Burgess wan.Its Stella's money and this would give him a chance to get it. We'll go there first." Three or four parties of Liberty Boys, each numbering half a dozen, now set out. Dick, Bob, Will, Ben and the two Harrys comprised one. Mark headed another party, containing Sam; Patsy, Carl and two others. Dick's party set off at once for the house of old man Burgess. On the way thither they were met by Bill Burgess and a dozen or twenty young 'rory bullies. "Catch Bill," said Dick, quietly. "Here they be, the rebels!" yelled Bill. "Now, then, fellers, let's lick 'em! We're got ernu:ff." "You'll need more th.an you've got, Bill, to do that," said Bob. "Take my advice and clear out." "Come on, fellers!" shouted Bill. "Don't be erfraid er ther rebels. We kin lick 'em fast ernuff." The young bullies quickly armed themselves with stout cudgels and dashed forward, expecting that the boys would run. They dismounted and then suddenly made a dead set at Bill. Others were simply pushed aside or knocked down. Bill discovered, too late, that he was the especial ob ject of attack of the six Liberty Boys. Then his courage deserted him and he tried to escape. He was surrounded, however, and quickly borne off by the six boys, who hurried away with him into the woods. Bill had to run alongside Bob's horse and was nearly out of breath when the boys at last halted. He was in a terrible fright, too, imag;ining that all sorts of dreadful punishments were to be given him. "Now, Bill, where is your cousin Stella?" asked Dick. "I dunno," said Bill, frankly enough. "I hain't seen her for three or four days." "You didn't see her yesterday?" "No. Honest, I didn't," said Bill, wondering at this line of questioning. "Where's vour father?" "Gone te; Croton to foreclose a mortgage." Some of the boys smiled, for this was a favorite occupation of the old man's. "When did he go?" "Yistiddy. He took er hoss an' sleay." "Did you know that Stella was missing?" "No," and Bill showed genuine surprise. "What's the matter of her?" •

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24 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "TERROR." "And those are boot, not shoe, prints." "Yes, there is a difference." "I have seen those prints before, Bob, and you know I never forget such things." "Very true." "Those prints were made by the spy. He was at this house last night. Why, I do not know, unless to do me a mischief." ".Jove! Dick, then he may have carried off Stella." "Yes. But not a word about it yet." The two boys then entered the house. "What were you doing in the garden, brother?" asked Edith. "Why didn't you come in?" "Somebody has been tramping down the plants. Is mother well?" "Yes, very well, and she will be b ette r at s eeing you safe and sound. There was a dreadful battle, I hear." "Yes, Fort Washington has fallen, I am sorry to say; but we made our escape after one of the hottest fights we have seen." The boys then entered the living room, where they were warmly welcomed by' Dick's mother. "Stella was here to see us last evening," said Edith. "Slie told us about the battle." "She left early, I suppose?" "Yes, quite; I' saw her to the door and held a light for her till she got to the gate." "There are some of the boys outside, if you are strong enough to see them, mother, dear," said Dick. "Yes, my son; I should be very glad to see them." Dick .then called in Mark, Ben, Sam and the two Harrys. Then he found a chance to see Edith alone, and said: "Stella is missing." "Yes, I know; but mother does not. I did not wish to excite her." "I think she has been abducted. I think the abductor misto~k her for you. Those were footprints I was looking at in the garden.'' "Why, brother, you alarm me!" "There is a persistent foe of the Liberty Boys, whom we have been trying to hunt down. Last night he visited our camp and narrowly missed hitting Ben Spurlock." "Has he a grudge against Ben?" "Not in particular, but he is the enemy of all the Liberly Boys. I did not connect him with Stella's disappearance till just now, when I recognized his footprints." "But why should he wish to run off with Stella, .1 brother?" "To have revenge on me, and then, I think, he may have mistaken her for either you or Alice." "But, Dick, what , can you do?" "That I shall have • to determine." Dick then joined the rest, and in a short time they left the house . Then Dick told Mark and the rest what he had discovered. "Admitting that the spy ran off with Stella, how are you going to locate him?" asked Mark. "You can't follow his trail through the town," observed Bob. "No," said Dick, "but we may follow it from where he left our camp last night." "It is old now," said Ben. "It may not be too old," refurned Dick. "These foot prints were made at an earlier period, and Edith was in the garden this morning getting some late blossoms. She walked over some of the prints, but there were enough of them left." "It's the only thing we can do," said Bob. On the way to the camp they ran across al).other party sent out to reconnoiter. This was led by Walter Jennings and Ned Knowlton, two trusty Liberty Boys. "We saw the spy talking to a Tory in town," announced Ned, "and some of us gave chase to him." "Ned did that while I went for the Tory and asked him what he knew about the fellow," added Walter. "Well?" "He said the man was half crazy, but didn't think he 11as dangerous." "H'm! That's his way of thinking." "He did aqmit that the spy hated all 'rebels,' but that on other . matters he was sane enough." "Then the whole British army is insane," laughed Bob. "•Did you tell him the man was a spy?" asked Dick. "I told him that the fellow was dangerous, and that we would hold him responsible for anything the man might do." ''Well?" "He said he had known him for a yedr or so; that he lived in northern Westchester, and was well acquainted with all the country hereabouts." "Did he speak of the man's strange gift of being able to see in the dark?" "He did not s-eem to know about it. He said the man was queer and half crazy on the subject of the war." "That's nonsense. The man is evil-minded, vindictive and cruel. The war is simply a monomania with him, as religion is with others." "But is he insane?" asked Mark. "He has a morbid mind. You may call him insane if you will; but he is not so insane that he has not a clear idea of what he does." "Then he is responsible?" "Certainly, and deserves punishment. He is not a luna tic. He is morbid, hut knows what he is about, and must be punished." "Very good." "Did you see where he went, Ned?" asked Dick. "For a time; but then he jumped on a horse and put for the woods as tight as he could go." "Did you follow?" "For a time, but lost him." "Did he go in the direction of the camp?" "No." "Well, we must try and find him. I think he has Stella. Everything points to that conclusion." "Then we'll work on that line," said Bob, "and something is bound to come from it." "Yes," said Dick.

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/ If THE I.,IBERTY BOYS AND THE "TERROR." It led along the brook and was easily followed. The trail was plain and led through a perfect tangle at times. They got upon better ground at length, the trail being plafu before them. It led to a ruined hovel, once used by hunters. The door was loosely held by one leather hinge and kept from swinging open by a stone placed against it at the bottom. Dick pushed the stone 1aside with his foot and swung the door back. The place was dark and deserted. The boys entered, but a few moments sufficed to show that there was no one there. They battered out the shutters at the back and let the sunlight pass through. There was a crazy laddeT leading to a loft overhead, but there was nothing there but dust and cobwebs. "We are no better off than before," sputtered Bob. "We shall have to follow another trail, that's all/' w:as Dick answer. They went outside. At the door to the hut, leading from instead of to it, was another trail. The boys then set out to follow this trail. -It led straight through the woods to the nearest road leading to town . Then it was lost, as there were too many wagon tracks and hoofprints to follow it. The boys walked on for some time without speaking. "Bob," said Dick, at length, ~'I believe I've got it." ''Well?" "The spy has left Stella alone in the hut and she has escaped." "Jove! Dick, that's something I never thought of." "Nor I till this moment, but I think we shall find that that is just what has happened." The boys hurried on till they reached town and then went straight to the house where Stella usually stayed. As they approached it they saw her sitting at the win-dow. Bob at once threw up his hat. "You were right, Dick!" he cried. Stella came out to welcome the boys. "'Tell us, first of all," said Dick, "were you carried off by that evil fellow in tlte black mask?" -"Yes," replied Stella. Then she told how she had escaped and rea,ched town. The boys then related their experiences with the spy, and told her how he had died. The boys remained for some little time, and then went over to Dick's house, where they told of Stella's return. From here they returned to camp, where they found that the spy had been buried io. an unrnarked grave, where he would soon be forgotten. The next day the Liberty Boys received word to join Washington. As soon as Tiick received the summons of the commander-in-chief to join him at Fort Lee, he began to make preparations for leaving camp. It did not take the Liberty Boys long to get ready. The boys left camp at a gallop and made their way rapidly down the river to the place of embarkation. They had boats 4andy, a little above the Spuyten Duy.' vil Creek. They reached the boats shortly and beg.an to embark . The baggage was quickly put on board, and then the horses, each boat being managed by three or four of the boys. Suddenly Dick's quick ears e;aught a suspicious sound. A troop on horses was coming down the road leading to the river. He did not know whether they were enemies or friends. The boys worked rapidly, b~t without the least confusion. Soon the boats were all loaded. "Put out!" said Dick, and the boats were pushed off. The sound of the approaching horsemen grew louder, until all the boys heard it. A shout was heard. Dick looked argund. The redcoats were in sight. Dick gave the order that all the boys who were not en gaged in rowing or attending to the horses should be ready to fire at the word. Soon the redcoats were near enough for the Liberty Boys to do considerable execution with their muskets. Then Dick gave the order to fire. Crash~roar ! Muskets rang out, pistols cracked and many a British saddle was emptied. The redcoats found it was too hot for them, even if the youtlis were out on the river in boats, so they hastily beaii a retreat. Then the Liberty Boys set up a shout. The enemy rode away and the boats crossed the river safely and landed the brave boys at Fort Lee. Dick at once reported to the commander-in-chief. The commander-in-chief heartily commended Dick and his Liberty Boys for the part they had played. It was thought at first that they would retain Fort Lee, but, upon hearing that Cornwallis had crossed in boats a few miles above, the fort was hastily evacuated, and the AmeriDans retreated toward Hackensack. The Liberty Boys went with the army and in the sub sequent campaign in the Jerseys performed many valorems deeds and endeared themselves to all who met them. THE END. Read "THE LIBERTY BOYS ON THE RAPID ANNA; or, THE FIGHT AT RACCOON FORD," which will be tiie next number (362) of "The Liberty Boys of '76." SPECIAL NOTICE: All back numbers of this weekly are always in print. If you cannot obtain them from any newsdealer, send the price in money or postage stamps by mail to FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 24 UNION SQUARE, NEW YORK, and you will receive the copies• you order by return mail.

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THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. 27 THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76 NEW YORK, NOVEMBER 2~, . 1907. Terms to Subscribers. Single Coples ........ . .................................... . One Copy Three nonths ............•...............•..... One Copy Six nonths .................................... . One Cop7 One Year ..................................... . Postage Free. How To SEND MONEY. .At our risk send P. 0. Money Order, Check, or Registered Letter; remittances in any other way are at your risk. We accept Postage Stamps the same as cash. When sending silver wrap the coin in a aeparate piece of pa.per to avoid cutting the envelope. W1-ite 71our name and address pla.inl71. .&ddress lette,s to Frank Tousey, Publisher, 24 Union Sq., New York. FROM EVERYWHERE. Gum arabic, which forms one of the more important minor exports of Egypt, is really the sap from a special kind of tree which grows from three to five yards in height, whole forests of which are found in the Kordofan Province, and also near Gedid, in the White Nile Province. The natives are free to collect the gum. The season during which the trees yield their sap run from December to May. Prior to gathering the crop the natives prepare the trees by slightly cutting the bark in numerous places. The sap then exudes, solidifies in the shape of large and small lumps and is afterward gathered by hand, such gathering being done before the rainy season com mences. There are two main classes of gum-amber-like and bleached. In the latter the gum is merely exposed to the strong action of the sun-generally in Omdurman-while in the former instance it is allowed to retain its natural amber color. The confec tionery trade is perhaps the principal purchaser of gum arabic, though a very large number of other industries-chemical works, printing and dyeing mills, letterpress printers and so on-are interested in this product of the Sudan. One of the most interesting and novel gushing wells in the world, and perhaps without a rival in either respect, is a geyser of soda water that recently came up at Wending, just across the Mendocino county border from Sonoma, Cal. This well prodip.ces soda water-genuine soda water-and of a quality that would warrant bottling for the general trade in such quantities as were never struck before. There is so much of this water that it is turned into a huge, long flume and used to float great logs from the forest to the lumber mills. An artesian well-borer was recently employed to secure an adequate water supply for a large sawmill in that region. He drilled to a depth of 200 feet, the lower 110 feet being through solid granite. Then a slight trace of water was found. The artesian man then placed fifty-four sticks of dynamite at the bottom of the well and exploded them. Instantly water gushed up, rising twenty feet above the surface of the ground, pouring forth in enormous volume. That was days ago, and since then there has been no indication of a cessation of this vast natural soda fountain. I '"II ly as souvenirs, he would be satisfied to accept others at lower prices-lower because they are ostensibly cheaper prints. But Senorita X wears a vacuous expression, while Senorita Y squints mal-kedly, and so you pay twice over for your original choice for the sake of honoring her pretty face. And it Is considered an honor, for a girl's standing in the community is judged by the number of her pictures that are sold-a sort of continuing plebiscite to decide on "The Most Popular Lady in Our Midst." Recently there was attached to the Prince of Wales's house hold a Scotchntan whose capacity for bluntness scarcely fits him for the delicate duties of court. The Princess of Wales, who has a burning desire that her husband should be as popular with the people as is the King, is always endeavoring to find out the exact feeling with which the people regard him, and queries every newcomer in the establishment for information. Calling the latest addition to. her side one day she said: "Now tell me the honest truth-;-what do the public say about the Prince?" "Why, how should I know, ma'am?" he replied. "Don't say such a thing as that. You do know, and I do want to hear." After some consideration, and feeling that there was no way out of it, the Scotchman blurted out: "Well, ma'am, to tell you the truth, they say he drinks like a fish." "How disgraceful and unkind, and unjust, too, of them to say such a thing," returned the Princess with tears in her eyes. "What an untruth, too! I really don't think you should have to ld me such a thing." People in the royal entourage now say that the Scot has come to the end of his tether and that he won't get a royal post again in a hurry. ,Ji!! HAPPY MOMENTS. Towne-My wife used to get nervous every time she heard a noise downstairs, but I assured her that it could not be burglars, because they're always careful not to make any noise. Browne-So that calmed her, eh? Towne-Not much. Now she gets nervous every time she doesn't hear any noise. He was a beardless youth and the peachy down was on his cheek. "Darling," he whispered, "I beg of you to give me just one kiss. They are intoxicating." But the'beautiful girl shook her head and withdrew to the far end of the sofa. "No, Freddy," she replied in tantalizing tones, "I don't want to do anyt:ti,ing unlawful." "Unlawful, Miss Rose?" "Yes; you know it is against the law to give intoxicants to minors." And then poor Freddy melted away like a tub of ice-cream at a Sunday-school picnic. "How far will that tankful of gasoline carry your machine?" "Can't tell." "Well, approximately?" "Don't know. Sometimes I get two hundred miles without a stop, and sometimes I can't go mere than two." "How do you explain such a vari ance?" "Easily. Without interference I can run two hundred miles. But, last week, a tankful carried me only two miles when a bunch of whiskers and a constable's badge p1,1t an end to my trip." It was a quiet afternoon in the emergency ward at the For a young Peruvian to be seen on the street with a girl Little Palace Hotel. George, the head nurse, who dispenses other than from his immediate family, no matter how well he first aid to the suffering, was greeting Gus, who had dropped might be known to her, would involve either a marriage or in from the Fairmount to exhibit his new straw hat. "I dink coffee and pistols for two, says Aubrey Lanston in the Bo-it's a peauty," remarked George approvingly. "Dollar and a hemian for September. If you are not content with gazing, half?" "Und more 'an that,'' replied Gus proudly. "Two dolyou had best follow the custom and purchase as many photo-lars." "I dell you, Gus, I am a good friend to you; maybe graphs of her as you may desire from the stock kept on hand some Sunday you lend it to me, eh? I like to call on Judge n the shops. If you hesitate to pay the price asked you as Cook by his ranch in Sonoma county." "Und maybe you a foreigner, you must be prepared to meet the indignation of break it, eh?" "Den I bay you what it's worth." "Pay me the clerk that one of Lima's fairest daughters should , be so $2?" "Oh, no; it's second-hand hat after you wear it. I pay cheaply held. Perhaps, as the senor desn es the pictures mereyou $1, Gus." "You bay me noding. I doan lend that hat." •

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!8 THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. The Last Cartridge. • AN AMERICAN'S ADVENTURE ON THE CONGO. By D. W. STEVENS. A small steam launch, painted a jet black, was pushing its nose through the weeds and rank grass near the shore of the Congo River, ten miles from its mouth. In the small pilot house, slightly raised above the roof of the cabin, stood two men. One of them was dressed in the blue uniform, and his cap bore the insignia of the United State's marine service. The other was a broad-shouldered, bronzed, athletic man, dressed in buckskin, and holding with auspicious alertness a Winchester repeating rifle. "It was along here somewheres," the man in uniform said , shoving the wheel a little to the right and bringing the bow of the boat still nearer to the shore. "Now watch sharp and shoot quick if you see anything." Both men peered out of the little side windows of the pilot house and looked intently into the heavy fringe of bushes as the launch gfided ahead. country, this time carrying a load of men determined on revenging their fellow comrades. Dakota Bill was brought back, and he carried in his hands the rifle that had been with him through many a hot en counter with Indians in his own land. "It was right along here," Captain Deyman repeated, hold ing the wheel steady. ;'Perhaps the rascals have gone altogether, finding that we were returning." "I ret:kon not," Bill answered slowly. "It ain't their nature to go away very far. Like as not they'll wait until after dark to make another attack." "In that case," said the captain, "we had better anchor in mid-stream before sundown. Don't you think so?" Bill nodded. "Keep her going up the river as far as the falls," he said, "and then return to this spot. It'll be getting dark then, and if you don't see anything of the Indians by that time anchor the boat and keep up your lookout." "All right," answered the officer. "But what are you going to go?" Bill stretched out one long arm and pointed towards shore. Captain Deyman started. "You don't mean that you're going to land!•~ he exclaimed. "Adzackly," said Bill, laconically. "Alone?" "Yes." Captain Deyman shrugged his shoulders. His acquaintance with his companion taught him that protestations would be of no avail. Not a sound broke the death-like stillness. The boat's "It's almighty dangerous," he said. "Those woods may be engine worked as silen~ly as the quiet waters in which it full of the rascals." :floated, and there was not a sign of life visible in any di rec-"That's what I'm going to find out," Bill replied, shifting tion. his rifle into the hollow of his left arm. "If the cdsses are Below in the cabin sat another party. There were six men, in there I'll come back an' let you know. If they ain't we'll five of them Americans and one a black, but not unintelligent keep on goin' up the river till we find them. I'm no new Zulu. hand at ~talkin' Indians." Like their companions in the pilot house, the men stood with cocked rifles in their hands, watching through the ifarrow windows the passing forest. The little vessel had left the village of Senta Duya on the coast three days before. It was manned by a party of United States officers from the warship Pocahontas, then lying near the mouth of the river. The men had launched the little steamer and set off up the river on a combined exploring and hunting trip, under command of their superior officer on the warship, Captain Dey-man. The conversation lasted for a few minutes longer, and then Bill went below. In the cabin he made preparations for his dangerous venture, and strapped about his waist a belt full of cartridges . Presently he felt the vessel swing around, and knew that Captain Deyman had brought her about on the return trip. Down the river again for a mile or more the launch glided, and still no signs of the dark-skinned enemy were visible. The men in the cabin began to despair of revenging their fallen comrades, and even their Zulu guide thought it most unaccountable that the natives had not renewed their attack. In company with them w~s a scout and soldier of the American plains, well known in his own home as Dakota Bill. The ship's calendar showed that the moon would rise at nine o'clock, and half an hour before that time a dark figure slid from the launch into the shallow water and made its ,way He it was who with Captain Deyman stood in the pilotsilently toward the shore. house and guided the boat while their comrades below guard-ed the shore. It was Dakota Bill. The day before, while the launch w a s passing the same shore of the river, and while the men aboard of her were eating their dinner on the exposed deck, a dozen dark-skinned natives had leaped from the bushes with brandished assagais. Before the men could grasp their weapons to repulse the enemy, a perfect shower of spears struck the deck. Only two men were seriously hurt. but several others were pierced by the darts, while the natives beat a quick retreat without suffering a scratch. Captain Deyman ordered that the wounded men be taken back to the warship and placed under the doctor's charge before a chase for the natives was begun. This was quickly done, and once more the launch steamed into the enemy's Keeping his rifle dry, he reached the mossy bank and crawled up into the forest, the trees of which reached to the very water's edge. From within he could hear the occasional scream of a wild beast, or the flutter of a night bird. Once the fierce roar of an angry lion awoke the echoes, and the chatter of a score of monkeys answered it from the treetops. Softly and silent Bill crept from tree to tree, keeping the river behind him and to his left as he made his way into the woods. For half a mile or more he journeyed in this way, and then the curling smoke and the light of a campfire glimmered through the t~ees. It was the sight he had expected, and he

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THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. 29 dropped on his hands and knees so that the uderbrush would and a report at the same instant, and then a yell from above. conceal him. The last cartridge had struck home, and the body of the Then he advanced again, and presently reached a run view savage pitched over into the river, the spear nearly striking of the camp scene. the old scout in its descent. A half a hundred naked warriors were gathered about a Bill did not wait to follow up his attack nor to see if there E>ingle fire, over which was suspended several rows of what were any more savages on the bluff. appeared to be fresh meat cut into strips. They were pre-With a greater speed than seemed possible under the cir-paring for their evening meal. cumstances, he made his way along the river shore until he Each of the men carried a broad, pointed spear, and about saw the outlines of the steam launch floating on the water. their necks they wore rings made of some animal's teeth. In An instant later he was on the inside. their noses and ears also hung rings, and their faces were dis"Quick, boys!" he shouted, as he dashed into the cabin, figured with paint. dripping with water. "Put out the lights and line up to c0ver "If they ain't gittin' ready to fight, I'm a Dutchman," mu\-the shore. The Indians will be here in less than two min-' tered Bill. "I'll jes' size up the crowd an' try one shot before utes!" I skip. " The old scout raised himself on one knee and rapidly counted the crowd of savages. Then he brought his rifle to his shoulder, and glanced along the barrel in the dim and uncertain light. One big, half-naked native was talking to a group of hi.;, fellows, holding above his head in one hand a shining spear. Craclt! The big fellow pitched forward, falling fairly into the fire, and a yell that could be heard for miles went up from the camp. Without waiting to see the further result of his shot, Bill moved off in the direction of the river with great strides. He covered the ground rapidly in spite of the many obstacles he encouutered on the way, and was soon out of sight of the camp. He chuckled over his exploit, and looked over his shoulder several times, almost hoping in his fearless way that the savages would follow him. By the time he reached the bend in the river the moon had come up, and the scene was flooded with its soft light. Just as be was about to part the bushes to look out aft.fir the steam launch he heai-ct a movement in the bushes above him. I •i• Quick as lightning Bill slid into the water at the base of a steep bluff, and steadying himself in the somewhat fast current looked up. What he saw made even his bronze visage pale. A huge savage, with upraised spear, was peering down at the waters below, evidently having beard Bill's movement before he himself was made known. The scout's hand fell to where his cartridge belt should be, and with the same movement he brought his rifle to a full cock. Then he made a discovery which would have appalled any man. His cartridge belt was gone. The old scout glanced once more at the figure on the rock, and his heart almost stood still as he watched it. The savage was holding his pointed dart upraised, ready to hurl it the instant he caught sight of his enemy below him. That bis suspicions were aroused wa11 evident, and the slightest movement on Bill's part would have sent that spear hurtling into his body.' The discovery of the loss of his ammunition was a blow which stunned the old scout for a moment. Then he slowly and carefully examined the chambers of 1his rifle. In the last chamber he found one cartridge, and he offered up a prayer of thanl{Sgiving as he brought it into the barrel 9f the gun. "There's one chance in ten," Bill muttered to himself, "that I can put a bullet in that fellow before he kin hit me. An' I'm the boy as will take that chance." 'As the thought left him, Blll made a leap out into the moonlight, and his rifle sprang to his shoulder. There was a flash He was right. With a chorus of wild yells the dark-skinned savages came breaking through the underbrush close upon the' trail of the daring sco\it. Their appearance was the signal to the men on the boat, and a line of fire flashed across the quiet waters. A round dozen of the natives paid the penalty of their lives for their rashness, but their places were speedily filled by others. The men rushed into the water in their eagerness to reach the boats, but one by one the deadly rifles on board of her picked them off. The fight was not of long duration, and when it was over, and the smoking rifles were leaned in their corners, Captain Deyman gave orders for steam to be put on. The lives of the seamen had been avenged in blood, and their comrades were satisfied. "It reminds me of old times," Dakota Bill said gleefully. "I knowed I'd hev to go in there an' stir 'em up, but if I'd a-missed. that shot wi t h my last cartridge--" The did scout shook his head to indicate that the result was beyond his reckoning. For the first time on record during the last twenty years, declares the Paris correspondent of the Gentleman, the milliners have raised their prices. There has been for some. time an outcry among hat makers that they could not obtain the same profits as the dresspiakers, although they had the same class of clients. They considered it unreasonable that a woman should pay as much as $1,000 for a dress, and the very highest price they could obtain for a hat was $60. To-day there is no possibility of complaint on their part, for they are making hats, and selling them, too, at $240. I had seen wonderful structures of aigrettes and marabout at $140, and thought we had reached the limit, but the $240 hat is an extravagance that I do not care to qualify. "Surprising?" say the milliners. "Not at all. People wear real lace upon their dresses, why should they not also have it on their hats?" I was curious to see this sensational hat, and arrived just as it was being packed in its cardboard box, a circle of admiring assistants in ecstasies at its beauty. It was a large capeline in straw with a collar of Venetian point around the crowd-the lace alone worth $150-and a small mountain of marabout and aigrettes on one side. Such extravagance is not only wicked but unnecessary, for, after all, who wears a hat of this price? Not a young woman certainly. Such foolish display can only come from an old woman, and she would do well to be more discreet. Cohan-I see that Isadore is on his uppers. Harrison-Yes, I noticed it. Why? Cohan-His friend O'Brien made him a present of the refreshment privilege at his picnic last Friday. Isadore spent his last twenty for a wagon-load of beer. When be got it to the picnic grounds he found the picnic was given by the Father Mathew Temperance Society. He went into bankruptcy on the spot.

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These Everythingi .! COMPLETE SET IS A REGULAR ENCYCLOPEDt'A! Books Tell You Each book ooniilabl of sixty-four pa.gee, printed on good paper, iri l!tear type and neatly bound in an attractive, illustrated covet !llNt of the books are also profusely illustrated, and all of the subjects treated upon are explained in such a simple manner that any IA\Ud cmn thoroughly undet'Btand them. Look over the list as classified and see if you want to know anything about the subject, l!!ilimtl.oned. THESE BOOKS ARE FOR SA.LE BY ALL NEWSDEALERS OR WILL BE SENT BY MAIL TO ANY ADDRESS ftr::)M THIS OFFICE ON RECEIPT OF rRICE, TEN CENTS EACH, OR ANY THREE BOOKS FOR TWEXTY-l!'Il'E ~TS. POSTAGE STAMPS TAKEN THE SAME AS MONEY. Address FRANK TOUSEY, Publ/sher, 24 Union Square, ".Y. ,. MESMERISM. H0o 81. HOW TO ~IFJSMERIZE.--Containing the most ap-Eed methods of mesmerism ; also how to cure all kinds of aea by animal magneti~m , or, magnetic healing. By Prof. Leo qo Koch, A. Co S., author of "llow to Hypnotize," etc. PALMIST"Y• . No. 82. HOW TO DO PAL\IISTRY.--Containing the most ap-1,l'oved methods of reading the lines on the hand, together with full explanation of their meaning. Also explaining pl!renology, !illld the key for tt>lling eha rncter by thE' bumps on the head. By l't,,.c Hugo Koch, .A.. C . S . Fully illustrated. r, HYPNOTISM. No. 83. HOW TO HYPNOTlZE.--Contain.ing valuable and ln~<'tive information regarding the science of hypnotism. Also :rplaining the mu!!t approved metl10dG which are employed by the •dine hypnotists of the world. By Leo Hugo Koch, A.O.S. SPORTING. No. 21. HOW TO Hl11'T A;-{D 'FISII.-The mNlt complete ~ting and fi1.1hing guiss, the best horses for the road; also valuable recipea for ses peculiar to the horse. No. 48. HOW TO RCILD AND SAIL CANOES.-A handy •k for b()ys, como ining full t of telling future events ala of moles, marks, Ber.rs. etc. liluslrated. By A. Anderson. ATHU.'.TIC. No. 6. HOW TO BECma:: A~ A THLE'l'F..-Giving full in !Jl;ruction for the use of dumb beilE, Inr,i&n cluhs, parallel bars, hrizontal bars and various vtber n.ietl!ods of developing a good, ~althy muscle; containing over si xty illus.trations. Every Loy can lMcome strong and heal~hy by following the in.structions contained lil!l! thia little book. No. 10. HOW TO BOX.-The art of self-defense made easy. {iontaining over thirty illustrations of guards, blows, and the dilferlJ!lt po.'>itions of a good boxer. Every boy should obtain {)De of ltheite useful and instructive books, as it will teach you how to box without an instructor. No. 25. HOW TO BECOME A GYMNAST.-Containing full ff1111tructions for all kinds of gymnastic sports and athletic exercises. lmmbracing thirty-five illustrations. By Profes.mr W. Macdonald. A handy and useful book. No. 34. HOW TO FENCE.-Containing full instruction for Jencing and the use of the broadsword; also instruction in archery. Described with twenty-{)ne practical illustrations, giving the best ll'Ol!itirlla ir '.encing. A complete book. • TRICKS WITH CARt>S. No., 51. HOW TO DO TRICKS WITH CARDS.-Containing nplane.tions of tbe general principles of sleight-{)f-hand applicable card tricks; of card tricks with ordinary cards, and not requiring Clhtrht-of-hand; of tricks involving sleight-of-hand, or the use of li0'9Cially prepRred cards. By Professor Haffner. Illustraiif. No. 72. HOW TO DO SIXTY TRICKS WITH CARDS.-Em, bracing all of the latest atid most deceptive card tncks, with il lustrations. By A. Anderson. No . . 77. HOW TO DO I•'ORTY TRICKS WITH CARDS.Containing deceptive Card Tr.icks a;, performed by leading conju~ore and magicians. Arranged for home amusement, l!'ully illustrated MAGIC. No. 2. HOW TO DO TRICKS.-'l'he great book of magic ano card tricks, containing full instruction on aIJ the leading card tricke of the day, also the most popular magical illusions as 1,erlor;ned by olll'. lea~ing magicians : every boy should obtain a copy of this book as 1t will both amuse and instruct. No: 22. HO~ TO DO SECOND SI.GHT.-Heller's seconJ sight e:xplamed by bis former assistant, Fred llunt, Jr. Explaining how the secret dialogues were carried on Letweeu the magician and th& boy on the stage; also giving all the codes and signals. The oniy authentic explanation of second sight. No. 43. HOW TO BECOME A l\IAGICIA~.-Cont2ining the. gran!1est assort~ent ?f magical illusions e\'er placed before the public. Also tricks with cards. inC'antations, etc. No. 68. HOW TO DO CHEI\IICAL TIUCKS.-Containing ove1 one hundred highly amusing and instructhe tricks with chemicals By A. Anderson. Handsomely illostrateJ. No. 6V. HOW TO DO SLEIGHT OF HAND.-Containing ove1 ~fty of the latest and best tricks used by magicians. Abo contain mg the secret of second sight. E'ully illustrated. By A. AncleN<•n . No .. 70. HOW '.f'O l\IAKE MAGIC TOYS.-Contailling fo:1 d1rect10ns for makmg l\Iagic Toys and devices of many kinds. By A. Anderson. Fully illostmted. No. 73. HOW TO DO TRICKS WITH NUI\IBERS.-Showinl" many curious tricks with figures and the magic of numbers. By .l Anderson. Fully illustrated. _No. 7_5. HOVf TO ~ECOl\fE A CONJUROR. -Containing tricks with Dommos, Dice, Cups anJ Balls, llats, etc. Bmbracini: thirty-six illustrations. By A. AnderEon. No. 78. ~QW TO DO THE _BLACK ART.-Containing a Mm plete description of the mysteries of Magic and Sleight of H .Ill together with. many wonderful experiments. By A. A.ndeuun Illustrated. MECHANICAL. No. 29. HOW TO BECOI\IE AN INVEN'IOR-EvPry hoy sboul~ ),now how inv~ntions ori_ginated. This booi,. explains tl.t!m all, g1vil!g examples m electricity, hydraulics, magnetism, opt•,..~, pneumatics, mechanics, etc. The most instructhe book pnblis ~.,], . No. 5~. HOW TO BECO;',IE AN ENGINEER.-Containiug it H mstruct10ns how to proceed m order to beeome a luco:notive ,-n • gineer; also directions for building a model locomotive: tog,,rli~l' with a full description of everything an engineer shonlcl. know. No. 57. HOW TO l\IAKE l\fUSICAL I.NSTR(l;',IE:\'TS.-rnlJ directions how to make a Banjo, Violin, Zither, .Molirll;1 lforJl X dophone and other musical instruments; together with a Lcief description of nearly every musical instrument used in ancient or modern times. ProfuRely Hlustrated. By Algernon S. l~itzgerald for twenty years bandmaster of the Royal Bengal Marines. No. 59. HOW TO MAKE A l\IAGIC LANTERN.-Containing a descripti0n of the lantern. together with its histor:r and inl'ention Also full directions for Its use and for painting slides. Handsomely illustrated. 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HOW TO WRITE LETTERS CORRECTLY --CorJ taining full instructions for "ritlng letters on !tlmost any ubject: also rules for punctuation and comp,:;aition, witb 1met'irulc!D :emmt ..

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THE STAGE. No: 31. ID_)W TO BEJCVME A SPEAKER..,-OontalnJng~ 1'10. 41. THE BOYS PF NEW YORK END MEN'S JOKE ~een 11lustrations, giving the different positions requisite to becclllllO BOOK.-Containirig a great variety of the l_atest jokes used by the a good speaker, reader and elocutionist. Also containing gems h!ofe m'?st famo:us en~ men. No amateur minstrels is complete without a!I the popular ~uthors of pros~ and poetry, arranged in the mollli this wonderful little book. simple _and concise manner possible. " No .. 4~. THE ~OYS OF NEW YORK STUMP SPEAKER . ....,.. No. 49. ffOW TO DF.lBA'.DE.~Giving rules for conductlnr 4s, Oonta1;11ng a varied asso,rt~ent of stump speeches, ,Negro, Dutch bates, outlines for_ de _ ~ates, qu_est10ns for disc11-ssion, and the btllt and Irish. Also end mens Jokes. Just the thing for'home amuse-1sources forprocurmg mformat10n on the questions given. ment and amateur shows. • No. 45. THE BOYS OF NEW YORK MINSTREL GUIDE SOCIETY. ;-,,. -. AND JOKI!J B(?OK.;--Somethinit new ap.d very instructive. Every No. 3. H;OW TO JfL~R'l'.-,:rhe arts and wiles of flirtation &lit boy_s~oul2 obtam this ~ook, as 1t contams full instructions for or-fully expl~mecl by this httle book. Besides the. various methorui of gamzmg an amateur mmstrel troupe. ha_r:.d~erch1ef,_,fan, glove, parasol, window and'bat ft.irtation, it con No. 65. MULDOO~'S JOKE~--:-Th\s is one of the most original !ams a _full, h~t of the language and sentiment of flowers, which i1J joke ~ooks ever pubhshe~,. and 1t 1s -brimful of wit and humor. It m~erestmg to everybody, both old and young. You cannot be ban{l1' contams a large collection of songs, jokes, conundrums etc. of without one. • Terrence Muldoon, the great wit, humorist, and practicai joke~ of . ~o. 4. H_OW TO DANCE is the title of a new and handsODKl the day. Every boy who can enjoy a good substantial joke should l~ttie _book Just Issued ~Y Fr~nk Tousey. It contains full !nstrueobtain a copy immediately. t10ns m the art of dancing, etiquette in the ball-room and at partis,. No .. 79. HQW TO BECOME ~N ACTOR.-Containing comhow to dress, and full directions for ca!Ung off in all popular squur plete mstruct1ons how to make up for various characters on the dances. 1 stage; together with the duties of the Stage Manager Prompter No. ~-HOW TQ MA~. ~ LOV]!J.-A C?mplcte guide to lov~ Scenic Artist and Property Man. By a prominent Stage Manager'. courtship and ma~nage, givmg sensible advice, rules and etiquett4l N?, 80. GUS WILLIAMS' JOKE BOOK.-Containing the lat-to be ob~_ erved, with many curious and interesting thing& not re11c ~st Jokes, anecdotes and funny stories of this world-renowned and erally known. ever popular Ger!ll~n comedian. , Sixty-four pages; handsome N"O. Ii. HOW. TO DRESS.-Containing full Instruction in ~olored cover contamrng a half-tone photo of the author. art o~ dressing and appea~ing well at home and abroad, giving the HOUSEKEEPING. No. 16. HOW TO KEEP A WINDOW GARDEN.-Containing full instructions for constructing a window garden either in town
E NTE RTAI NM ENT. periments in acoustics, mechanics, mathematics, chemistry, and dl,rections for making fireworks, colored fires, and gas balloons. Thill No. 9. HOW TO BECOME A VENTRILOQUIST.-By Harry book cannot be equaled. Kennedy. The secret given away. Every intelligent boy reading No. 14. HOW TO MAKE CAN'DY.-A complete hand-boot fC!? this book of instructions, by a practical professor (delighting multi-making .all kinds of cand_J,', ice-crealll,.,syrup~essences, etc., etC: rudes every night with his wonderful imitations), can master the No. 84. HOW TO BECOME A1y AUTttOR.-Containing tau ut, and create any amount of fun for himself and friends. It is the information regarding choice of subjects, the use of words and th& rreatest book ever published, and there's millions (of fun) in it. manner of preparing and submitting manuscript. Also contal:ninl; No. 20. HOW TO ENTERTAIN"AN EVENING PARTY.-A valuable information as to the neatness, legibility and general com~ Tery valuable Ii .ttle book just p.ublished. A complete compendium position of manuscript, essential to a successful autli.or. By Prlnos 19f games, sports, card diversions, comic recitations, etc., suitable --Hiland. . for parlor or drawing-room entertainment. It contains more for the -No. 38. HOW TO BECOME YOUR OWN DOCTOR.-A WO!olc money than any book published. derful book, containing useful and practical information in th4l No. 35. HOW TO PLAY GAMES.-A complete and useful little treatment of ordinary diseases and ailments common to eveq ibook, containing the rules and regulations of billiards, bagatelle, family. Abounding in useful and eil:ective recipes for general com• backgammon, croquet. dominoes, etc. plaints. . No. 36. HOW TO SOLVE CONUNDRUMS.-Containing all No. 55. HOW TO COLLECT STAMPS AND COINS.-Ool!l-' tbe leading conunrlrums of the day, amusing riddles, curious catches taining valuable information regarding the collecting and arrang1Dt3 and witty sayings. of stamps and coins, Handsomely illustrated. No. 52. HOW TO !;'LAY CARDS.-A complete and handy little No. 58. HOW TO BE A DETECTIV.E.-By Old King Brad)' , book, giving the rules and full directions for playing Euchre, Crib-the w0rld-known detective. In which he luys down some valuab~ bage, Casino, Forty-Five, Rounce, Pedro Sancho, Draw Poker, and sensible rules for begi.nners, and also relates some adventure@ Auctian Pitch, All Fours, and many ptber popular games of cards. and experiences of well-known detectives. No. 66. HOW TO DO PUZZLES.-Containing over-three bun-No. 60. HOW TO BECOME A PHOTOGRAPHER.-Oontafml. dred interesting puzzles and conundrums, with key to same. A, ing useful information regarding the Camera and how to work It i .i:omplete book. Fully illustrated. By A. Anderson. also how to make Photogr.apbic Magic Lantern Slides ..11nd otheir • ETIQUETTE. l~!~i.arencies. Handsomely illustrated. By Captain W. De w . No. 13. HOW TO DO IT; OR, BOOK OF ETIQUETTE.-It No. 62. HOW TO BE00ME A WEST POINT MILITARY Ba great life secret, and one that every young man desires to know CADET.-Containing full explanations how to gain admittanc~ tJJ1 about. There's happiness in it. course of Study, Examinations, Duties, Staff of Officers, Poai No. 33. HOW TO BEHA VE.-Contalning the rules and etiqnette Guard, Police Regulations, Fire Departmen_t, and all a boy shouJdl @f good society and the easiest and most approved methods of ap-know to be a Cadet. Compiled and written by Lu Senarens, ailthot' ~arlng to good advantage at parties, balls, the theatre, church, and of "How to Become a Naval Cadet." iillll the drawing-room. • No. 63. HOW TO BECOME A NAVAL 0ADET.-Complete iw• DECLAMATION, 1'f6. 27. HOW TO RECITE AND :800K OF RECITATIONS. -4:ktntafnhig~the most popular se)e(!tions in use; comprising Dutch ect, French dialect, Yankee and Irish dialect pieces, together ,titJI l:IIUJ' tandard readings. structions of how to ~ain admission to the Annapolis Navll\t Academy. Also containing the course of Instruction, descriptfoi>\ of grounds and buildings, historical sketck, and everything a ~ . should know fo become an officer in the United States Navy. Corm,, piled and written by Lu Senarens, author of "How to BeeOIIMl O West Point 'Military Cadet." PRICE Address FRANK 10 CENTS-EACH. OR 3 FOR 25 CENTS. TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square. New York.

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" 0oLORED COVERS. Latest Issues -. WORK AND W I N " CONTAINING THE GREAT FRED FE.ARNOT STORIES, 32 PAGES. PRICE 5 CENTS. 462 Fred Fearnot's Star Quarter-Back; or, The Trick that 466 Fred Fearnot's Sixty Yard Run; or, Champion of the Won the Game. Football Field. 463 Fred Fearnot and "Railroad Jack"; or, After the Train Wreckers. l67 Fred Fearnot and the Town Bully; or, Taming a Young Giant. 464 Fred Fearnot Playing Half-Back; or, Winning the Game by Grit. 168 Fred Fearnot's Football Stars; or, Up Against a College Team. 465 Fred Fearnot and the Shadow Hand; or, Solving a Strange 469 Fred Fearnot and the Trapper's Boy; or, Hunting in the Mystery. Northwest. ' ' COLORED COVERS, SECRET SERVICE OLD AND y 0UNG KING BRADY, DETECTIVES 32 PAGES. ' ' PRICE 5 CENTS. 464 'l'he Bradys after "78X"; or, Caught by a Sing Sing Clew. 4.59 The Bradys After Captain Death; or, Saving a Million in -t55 The Bradys and the Telegraph Boy; or, Exposing tht Rubies. L eague of Three. 4'60 The Bradys and the Witch Woman; or, The Mystery of 456 The Bradys' Six Bell Clew; or, The Masked Men of Magic Mulberry Bend. Mountain. 467 The Bradys and the Queen of the Highbinders; or, The War of the Tongs and the Leongs. 46:lThe Bradys and the Blind Peddler; or, Working in tho Dark. 4'58 The Bradys and the Floating Head; or, ,The Clew Found in the River. 462-The Bradys Chasfng the "Queer" Makers; or, The Missing Secret Service Man. ''PLUCK AND LUCK'' COLORED COVERS. CONTAINING STORIES OF .ALL KINDS. 32 PAGES. PRICE 5 CENTS. 488 Whistling Walt, The Champion Spy. (A Story of th'l 492 Harry.Dare; or, A New York Boy in the Navy. By Capt. American Revolution.) By Gen. Jas. A. Gordon. Thos. H. Wilson. 489 The Boy Maroons; or, Cast Away for Two Years. By 493 The Little Unknown; or, The Young Hero of the Reign Richard R. Montgomery. of Terror. By Allan Arnold. -490 Fred Flame, The Hero of Greystone No. 1. By Ex~FireChief Warden. 494 Jack Q_uick; or, The Boy Enineer. By Jas. C. Merritt. 491 The White Wizard of the Bowery; or, The Boy Slaves 495 Lost in the Great Basin; or, The Wow,derful Underground of New York. By Allyn Draper. City. By An Ol
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THE LIBERTY BOYS OF A W eeldy Magazine containing Stories of the American Revol By HARRY MOORE. These stories are based on actual facts and give a faithful account of the exciting adventures of b,rave band of American youths who were always ready and willing to imperil their lives for the sake of helping along the gallant cause of Independence. Every number will co nsist of 32 large pages o f reading matter, bound in a beautiful A'olored covt . I LATEST ISSUE S 333 The Liberty Boys Doub!~ Rescue; or. After the Tory Kidnappers. 334 The Liberty Boys' Silent March; or, '.l,'he Retreat from 'J'icouder-2U3 '1.'he Liberty Boys and Moll Pitcher; or, The Brave Woman Gun-oga. ---ner. 335 The Liberty Boys Fi~"ting Ferguson; or, .. 6ued With Strange W4 The Liberty Boys' Bol d Dash ; or, 'l.'he Skirmish at Peekskill Bay. ':Allies . 2U5 The Liberty Boys and Rochambeau ; or, Fighting with French Allies. 336 The Liberty Boys a Seven Scouts~1:>riving Out the 2U6 'J'be Liberty Boys at Staten Island; or, Spying Upon the British. Skinners. 21J7 The Liberty Boys With Putnam; or, Good Work in the Nutmeg 337 J'he Liberty Boys' "': f' State. hawk. .1g Volley; or, Fighting Along the l\io2!l8 The Liberty Boys' Revenge ; or, Punishing the Tories. 299 The L i bert.y Boys at Dunderberg; or, The Fall of the Highland Forts. 338 300 The Liberty Boys with Wayne; or, lJaring Deeds at Stony Point. 301 The Liberty Boys as Cavalry Scouts; or, The Charge of v\'ashington's 339 The Liberty Boys and " Hessian Giant; or, The Battle of Lake Champlain. , The Liberty Boys' Midnight Sortie; or, Within an Inell of Capture. Brigade. 302 The Liberty Boys on Island 6: or, The Patriot of the Delaware. 340 303 'l'he Liberty Boys' Gallant Stand: or, Rounding up the Red coats. 3(H The Liberty Boys Outflanked; or, The Battle of Fort Mifflin. 341 The Liberty Boys boat Raiders. The Liberty Boys' Plot. on Long Island; or, Repulsing the }"hale-Secret Enemy ; or, Exposing the Gunpowder 305 The Liberty Boys' Hot Fight; or, Cutting Their Way to Freedom. 306 The Liberty Boys' Night Attack; or, Fighting the Johnson 342 Tbe Liberty Boys Greens. on the Firing Line; or, Chasing the Royal Greens. 307 n he Liberty Boys and Brav e Jane M'Crea; or, After the Spy of 343 The Liberty Boys and Sergeant Jasper; or, The Engagiiment at Hubbardton. Charleston Harbor. . 308 The Liberty Roys at Wetzell's Mill : or, Cheated by the British. 344 309 The Liberty Boys With Daniel Boone; or, The Battle of Blue The Liberty Boys With Mercer's Riflemen; or, Holding the Redcoats at Bay. 345 'J'he Liberty Boys After Logan; or, The Raid of the Mingo Indians. 310 311 312 313 314 315 316 3:17 318 319 Licks. The Liberty Boys' Girl Allies; or, The Patriot Sisters of '76. The Liberty Boys' Hot Rally; or, Chan1~ing Defea:t into Victory. The Liberty Boys Disappointed; or, Routed by the Redcoats. The Liberty Boys' Narrow Escape; or, Getting out of New York. The Liberty Boys at Sag Harbor; or, The Liveliest Day on Rec-ord. The Liberty 'rhe Liberty The Liberty skins. Boys in D a nger; or, Warned in the Nick of Time. Boys' Failure; or, Trying to Catch a Traitor. Boys at. Fort Herkimer ; or, Out Against the Red-The Liberty Boys' Dark Day; or, In the Face of Defeat. The Liberty Boys at Quaker Hill ; or, Lively 'J'lmes in Little Rhode Island. 320 'l'be Liberty 321 The Liberty 322 'l'he Liberty Boys' Fierce Charge; or, Driving Out the Tories. Boys' Hidden Foe; or, Working in tbe Dark. Boys' Run of Luck ; or, Making the Best of Every-346 The Liberty Boys on Special Duty; or, Ont With Marion's Swamp Foxes. 347 The Liberty Boys and the French Spy; or, The Battle of Hobkirk's Hill. 348 The Liberty Boys at Reedy Fork ; or, Keeping the British Puzzled. 349 The Liberty Boys and "Captain Jack" ; or, Learning the Enemys Plans. 350 The Liberty Boys at Raskin_g Ridge: or. 'l.'he Loss of General Lee. 351 The Liberty Boys Holding Quintan' s Bridge; or, Repulsing Rangers and Regulars. 352 The Liberty Boys on Barren Hill : or. Fighting with Lafayette 353 The Liberty Boys Under Fire: or, The "Rebel'' Girl of Carolina 354 The Liberty Boys' Hard Times: or, The Massacre of Bufords Command. thing. 323 The Libeity er.als. 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