The Liberty Boys at Yellow Creek, or, Routing the Redcoats


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r FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, .168 WEST 230 STREET, YORK No. /3't NEW YORK, MARCH 26, 1915. Price 5 Cents. ' Bob clapped his hand on the British offi.cer's shoulder. "You are my prisoner!" he sa.14, sternly. Dick Slater dashed across the creek, crying:"Follow me, 'Liberty Boys!"Down with the redcoats!"

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THE 'LIBERTY BOYS OF ;76 I A Weekly Magazine Containing Stories of the American Revolufion Issued Weekly-By Subscription tz.50 per vear. Entered at the Post Office at New York, N. Y., as Second-Glass Matter by F1ank Tousey, PubUsher, 168 W.est !Sa Street, New Yorio. ' No. 743. = 13'f NEW YORK, MARCH 26, 1915. Price 5 Cents. The Liberty Boys at Yellow Creek -OR-ROUTING THE REDCOATS By HARRY .MOORE CHAPTER I. ATTACKED BY REDSKINS. Wh1r-r-r-r-zip! "Hello! Wlrn . t w::if: tha,t .?" It was slightly past midday of a beautiful day in September of the year 1776. A handsome young man of nineteen years was riding along a winding road in the Allegheny mountains of West Virginia. He was well down on the west slope of the mountains, but the country was still as rough as any lover of such scenery could wish. The youth was mounted on a magnificent coal-black horse, and it was evident at a glance that the animal was no common one; the genuine Arabian blood flowed in the veins of this horse, if ever it flowed in the veins of any animal. and the instant the intelligent animal heard the whistle he turned and entered the timber, and followed his master, much as a dog would have done. \ The Indians did not fire arrows at the horse; doubtless they wanted to capture the animal, after they had killed its owner. The youth retreated up the mountain-side, till he reached a plac e that would answer admirably as a sort of fort. It was a half-cavern in the side of the mountain, and in front of it were a number of large rocks and boulders. There was plenty of room in behind the rocks, and leading the horse in between two of the boulders, the youth told the animal to lie down. The horse obeyed instantly, showing how well-trained and intelligent he was. Then his master tui'Iled his face in the direction from which the savages would come . Tha t the Indians would soon put in an appearance the youth well knew; but tlie red men of the forest do not rush matters, as white men do under similar circumstances. On either side of the road-which was in reality only a mountain tiail-was heavy timber, and suddenly, as the youth was riding along, suspecting no danger, there came a sudden whir-r-r-r, followed by a zip, and a feathered shaft whistled past the rider's face and stuck in a tree at the further side o.f "' the road. 'f'he redskins feel certain their prey cannot escape, and take their time, as not to expose themselves to danger needlessly, while white men rush in r e ckless ly, to finish things quickly. The young traveler was armed, carrying a short musket, which was strapped to his back, but which he now unfastened and held in readiness for instant use. In a belt under his coat were four pistols and a long knife. .. It then that the yoong man exclaimed "Hello, what was that?" But even as he uttered the exclamation the young man leaped to the ground, for he knew what it was after having spoken; he knew it was an arrow from the oow of one of the red men of the forest. A couple of swift bounds placed the traveler behind a large tree, and as he disappeared behind it another arrow whistled through the air and stuck In the tree, shaking and quivering, so great was the force with which Lt had been sent by the unseen bowman. Then a chorus of wild yells went up, and an exclamation escaped the lips of the young traveler. "Great guns, there must be a dozen of the red scoundrels!" He glanced around him. He saw that he was not in a good position to offer battle to half a score or more red fiends, and there was only one thing 1 to do, viz., to hunt a better place. "I believe that I would have done better to have made a dash while on horseback, and tried to make my escape," the youth said, to himself, "but it is too late for that now; if I were to try to remount I would be fllle
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2 THE I.1IBERTY BOYS AT YELLOW CREEK. Crack! The report of the musket made a terrible noise in the stillness , the roar e choing and reverberating through the timber and ravines at a great rate. And on the heels of the report crune a terrible, screeching yell from the throat of the stricken Indian. The young traveler was a deadshot, and the bullet had struck the IndianJfalr between the eyes, killing him almost instantly, the one shrieking yell being all thait was heard from the vic tim. "One!" said the youth aloud, as he quickly began reloading the musket. He kept a sharp lookout, for he more than half expected to see tlt e redEkins rush forth, to attack him' ait close quarters. But tile Indians did not appear; they evidently feared the white man might have some "little guns," as they called the pistols, and so they k ep t out of sight, and wafted, With the expectation of being able to take him unawares later on, and kill him without being in any great danger from his weapons. The youth worked rapidly, and soon had the musket recharged. "The r e," he said to himself, "that makes it possibl e for me to send another redskin to the happy hunting grounds. Suddenly there was a twanging noise, and nearly a dozen arrows came whistling through the air. They struck against the bould er, and glanced up into the air, and off against other rocks, but none struck the youth. "!:'hew!" half-whistled the youth; "it seems to be raining arrows. W ell, let the red fiends do their worst; I think that I shall be able to kill a few more before they finish me." Then a sober look settled on the face of the lone traveler. He was thinking what a cruel fate it would be, if he were to perish here in the mountains, at the hands of a band of redskins. "It will be a sad end to what I had hoped might prove to be a useful career," he said to himself. "Well, if I must enQ. my life here and in this manner, I must, I suppose; but one thing is certain, I will have a lot of company on the lo n g journey." The youth set his teeth firmly together, and gripped the musket tightly, while his eyes ft.ashed in a threatening way. Suddenly an Indian leaped out into full view of the youth, but he leaped behind anothe r tree closer to where the traveler was ensco nced, and he did it so qui ckly that it was impossible to take aim and fire. "Ha! So that is your game, eh?" the young man muttered; "all right, I'll be on the lookout for you this time. You took me by surprise." He placed the musket to his shoulder, and waited patiently. He was confident the redskin would attempt a repetition of the maneuver that be had so successfully made; his success would make him bold. "I rather fancy t'i at I shall be able to surprise him this time," thought the youth, and he watched e agerly, every nerve on the alert, ready for prompt action. Suddenly the Indian again bounded into view, and he was aiming for another tree , some dozen feet or more in advance or the one from .which he had emerged. But hi) never reached It. There was the sharp crack of the musket, and with a wild shriek the bold redskin fell forward upon his face on the ground, where he kicked and struggled for a few moments, after which he straightened out, dead. The young man had shot the redskin through the heart. Feeling sure that the Indians would now make a sudden rush. in an attempt to ov erwhelm him, the young man dropped his musket and drew and cocked two pistols. "I can shoot as good with my left hand as with my right," the youth said to himse lf, grimly, "and I will drop three or .four more of the fiends before they reach me, and then I will 'break the head of one or two with the butt of my musket, or know the reason why! " Certainly the traveler was a fighter, young though he was. For a few moments after the downfall of. the bold redskin there was utter silence. It was probable that the warrior's comrades were horror-stricken on account of his fate, a .nd for a brief p eriod were incapable of making a noise o r movement. Then ct a sudden the y became themselve s again, and on the air rosa a thrilling chorus of yells. "Now the scoundrels will come with a rush," thought the yout't. and he set his teeth and watched with the eyes of a hawk. Scarcely an instant elapsed before out from behind as many tree:> rushed ten red skins. In their hands were tomahawks, and it was certain that the young traveler would be put to d1'ath, if it was in their power to do it. ' CHAPTER II. THE GIRT. WHO COULD SHOOT. Yell after yell left the lips of the onrushing redskins. Doubtless they thought to thus terrify their intended victim, and make him so nervous he could not show fight, but they mistook their man. The youth they were going against was not one to be frightened by mere noise. He was cool-headed and brave, and realized that the danger lay in the tomahawks, and not in the mouths of the red fiends. So he raised his pistols and fired, once , twice. The shots were fired one right after the other, but both were effective. Two of the redskins went down, with shrieks on their lips Instead of triumphant yells. DrQpplng the two empty pistols, the youth drew the other two from his belt. As he did so he stopped, tor he saw the redskins were about to throw the tomahawks. They let them fiy, but the youth was not struck, he being well protected behind the boulder. Then up he stood again, and-crack, crack! went' the pistols. Again the shots were true, and down went two of the redskins, one dead, the other seriously wounded. But there were six left, and they were wild with rage, on ac count of the treatment that had been accorded them by the white man. Six of their comrades had fallen before the deadly aim of the stranger, and they thirsted for his life. They were not now so ea.ger to kill him outright, however; it was their desire to ca.pture him, so tb.at they might torture h i m. A white rr..an who had 'killed six Indian braves must not be permitted to die an easy death, such as would come as the result of a stroke from a tomahawk. He must be captured, tied to a stake, and burned to death. The youth suspected that this would be the plan of the red skins, and it made him more bold than he otherwise would have been. Dropping the pistols, he seized the musket, poised it above his head, and waited for the Indians to come within reach. He did not have long to wait, for they were almost to the boulder when he seized the musket. ' As the six redskins appeared, coming between the boulders, the youth dealt one a blow over the head, knocking him senseiess to the ground. Not having time to swing the musket around his head a second time, the young man jabbed the nearest warrior in the face with the butt of the weapon, knocking the redskin down, and with a nose smashed fiat as a pancake, while a thousand stars leaped and danced in front of his eyes. There were still four redskins left, however, and they would have quickly overcome the youth, but for an interruption. There was a rifle shot, and one of the three fell, struggling in the death throes, and on the air rose a shrill cry of: "Come on, boys! Hurry up, .and we will get to kill every one of the red fiends! Come on!-quick!" . The three remaining Indians heard and understood, for they had mingled with the whites <'nough so that they understood English fairly well, and they leaped out of the little enclosure where the youth and his horse had taken refuge and fled at the top of their speed. The youth was saved. The instant the three redskins leaped away the young man began relozding his musket, and he quickly had it recharged. When this had been accomplished, he turned to see if he could see anything of the unknown friend who had come te his aid in his hour of need. What he saw almost caused him to drop his musket in amazement. Fifteen feet above where he stood, standing erect on the top of a fiat rock, was a girl of perhaps sixteen years of age. She was dressed in the homespun blue so much used in those days, and her hair hung down her back and rC'a.ched below her waist. The girl was not exactly beautiful, but she was pretty, and the r e was a free and independent air aboi.;.t her that was re freshing. She looked down at the youth with a smile on her face, and a merry twinkle in her eyes, and said: 'Well, stranger, they come mighty nigh gittln' ye thet time, didn't they?" The youth bowed. "You are right, miss," he said; "they certainly would have got me had you not put in an appearance and frightened them away."

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THE LIBER'I'Y BOYS AT YELLOW CREEK. 3 "Yes, I guess yer right erbout thet. Theer wuz four uv 'em ter jump onter ye at clostquarters, an' they would hev be'n too menny fer ye." "So they would; but where are your companions?" The girl burst out laughing. ft I hain't got no companyuns," she replied. "But I heard you calling to comebody to 'Come on, boys,' miss, and--" .. Oh, thet wuz jest ter skee:r ther reds," she sa.id; "theer hain't nobuddy with me." "Do you mean to say that you put those redskins to ftight all by your.self?" the youth cried. "Uv course." And again the girl laughed. She did not seem to think she had done anything very wonderful. "You are a brave girl," said the youth, admiringly, "and I must not forget to thank you for saving my life." "Oh, never mind about that, mister," was the reply. "I wuz glad ter do whut I did. I don't like ther redskins, enn-Y how, an' wuz more'n half glad ter git an excuse ter shoot at 'em. I knowed I could skeer 'em an' make 'em run." The young man glanced in the direction taken by the fleeing redskins. "Are you not in danger up there in that exPQsed position?" he asked anxiously; "those redskins may have gone only a little wn.ys, and they may let fly some arrows at any moment. Come down here with me." The girl leaped down of!' the rock, and quickly made her way down to where the youth stood. "I don't t.hink theer is enny danger thet ther reds hev stopped yit," she said, calmly, "but I hed ter come down ennyway. By ther way, who air ye, mister, ef ye don't m1nd tellin'?" , The youth looked earnestly and searchingly at the girl. "I guess I might as well tell you my real name," he said; "you look to be one who would not take advantage of any one, even if you were possessed of knowledge regarding them. I owe you my life, and will trust you fuHy. My name is Dick Slater. ' The girl started. "I've heerd tell uv ye, Dick Slater," she said. "You have?" "Yes; er man wuz out heer not long ergo, gittin' men ter jine ther British army. He wuz frum erway over ther other side uv ther mountains, an' he tole us erbout some young fellers whut called theerselves Ther Liberty Boys uv Seventysix,' an' theer capt'in, so he said, wuz named Dick Slater." •'Exactly, and I am Dick Slater." The girl extended her hand, and said, frankly: "I'm glad ter kn.ow ye, Dick Slater, an' theer's my han' onter et." "Thank you, and I am glad to make the acquaintance of such a brave, noble-hearted girl as you have proven yourself to be," taking the girl's hand and pressing it warmly; "now that you know who I am, I would be glad to know who you are." "My name is Rose Baker, but mos' everybuddy calls me jest Jim Baker's gal, though some uv 'em calls me 'Wild Rose.' " "You don't look wild," with a smile. "Well," with an answering smile, "ye kain't allus tell by looks. I'm er great gal ter be out in ther woods, huntin', fishin' and tram pin' aroun'. I like ter be free ez ther wild birds an' anermals, an' I guess thet 'Wild Rose' is purty well suited ter me, fur er name." "I shall call you simply Rose, if you will permit me to do so." ' "Oh, ye kin call me thet; ef ye wuz ter call me 'Miss Baker' like thet fellel' did th.et wuz heer gittin' men ter jine ther British army, I'm erfraid I'd be tempted' ter put er bullet through ye, Dick Slater." The youth laughed. "Then I won't call you that. I'll stick to 'Rose.' " "Yes, ye stick ter plain 'Rose; an' ye'll be all right." Then the youth's mind reverted to the affairs of the past half hour. The movement of the Indian who had been knocked senseless by the butt of his musket had aroused him. The cine that had been jabbed with the musket butt, and whose nose had been mashed, had fled with the three, he not having been seriously injured. "Wun uv ther reds is comin' to, Dick," said the girl, noting the IIJ.Dvement of the Indian as quickly as Dick him.self. "So he is. Well, what shall we do? Do you think it will be safe for us to leave this place?" "Oh. y11s: but whur ye boun' fur, Dick?" "I am on my way to Logan S ettlement. Do you know where it is?" The girl laughed. "I rec kon I oughter know,' ' she s aid. "I live theer." "Good! I'm glad to h ear that. How far is it from here?" "Erbout two mile. " "Is that all?" "Yes." "I'm glad of that; I thought it must be ten miles further, at least." "No; et ha!n' t fur. " "And do you think it will be safe for us to venture out from this place?" "Yes. Them four redskins hain't stopped runnin' yit, an' this wun won't be able ter do ennybody enny hurt for an hour yit. " "Then let's but first I wan t to reload my pistols." Thet'll be ther bes' thing ter do an' then ef ther redskins tackle u s we will make 'em wus h ' t they hedn't." The girl had paus ed to r eload her rifle, having shot the Indian, so she had nothing to do save watch Dick reload the pis tols. "Say, I lik e ye, Dick, b e caus e ye're sech er good shooter," said the girl, in a frank, offhand way. 'Tm glad of tha t," s a i d D ick. "I like men whut kin s hoot s traight," the girl went on. "There hain' t n o n e uv ' em kin beat m e when et comes--.ter shoot in', an' I don ' t think mu c h uv er man whut kain't shoot ez goo d ez er gal like me." ' "Well , I think it i s nece ssary that a man s hould be a good sbot in thes e times ,'' said Di ck. "His life often depends upon his s kill a s a marks m a n." "Thet's so , an mos ' uv tber men an' boys in these parts kin shoot straight, ye' ll fin' ." "I wou!,d suppo s e so." "Yes. they d o s o much huntin' thet they git lots uv practice, an' practice makes purfe ck, y e know.'' "So it does . " By this time Dick b n d fini shed reloading his pistols, and hav ing plac e d them in his belt, h e turned to his horse, and said: "lTp. Major." The intelligent animal had remaine d lying on the ground all through the lively encounter with the redskins. and at the word 'from his master he rose to his feet and shook himself. "Say, thet's a fine hoss," said the girl, admiringly, and she stepped forward and patted Major on the neck. The animal was one that did not u sually take to strangers, but he seemed to like the girl, for he rubbed his muzzle against her and whinnied. "That is Major' s way of saying that you are all right, Rose," said Dick. "Is thet so?" with a laugh, as she threw her arms around the horse's neck and laid her face against his. "Yes; Major 1s a splendid judge of people, and when he says any one is all right, I accept his d e cision without question.'' "Well, I guess ye'll fin' thet I'm er true frlen' uv yourn, Dick," said the girl, slowly and somewhat soberly. "An' I'll be frank with ye an' say thet I'm er1'eerd thet afore ye git erway frum Logan Settlement ye'll need er few frien's.'' "Why so?" the youth "What do you mean, Rose?" "I'll tell ye more erbout et ez we go," was the reply. "I expeck we'd better be gettin' envay afore them redskins git over theer skeer an' come back." "All right; we'll go at once," and Dick led the way out ot the little fort, Rose following, and after her came Major. They made their way down the mountainside and were careful to keep a sharp lookout for redskins, but they did not see any. It seemed that the girl's statement to the effect that the four were so badly scared they were st111 running w .as about the truth of the matter. They soon reache d the trail, and made their way along it, side by side, with lf:l i o r bringing up the rear. They had gon e l c1haps a mile when of a sudden a roughly dressed man of perhaps twenty-two years of age appeared in the trail in front of them. "Who in thunder air you?" "Don' t tell him y our real name, " whispered the girl quickly. CHAPTER III. !.:\" U GLY CUSTOM.ER . The girl's face had paled slightly, and Dick, who glanced at her, noted this fact. He at once jumped to the conclusion tbat this fellow must be a dangerous man.

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4 THE LIBERTY BOYS AT YELLOW CREEK. " I j udge that h e is n s o r t of s ettlement bully, with a spice This was t o o much for the frontier bully. of the d es perad o i n his m a k e u p , " the youth thought-swiftly,' fore been talked to in such a bold manner, "and a s h e i s a y oung man and not e xactly homely, he m a y be endure it. H e ga1e utterance to a. hoars e a suitor for this girl' s hand, and in that case, if he is of a struck at Dick with a ll his might. Ile had never be-and he could not roar of rage and jealo u s temperament, h e m a y try to make me trouble." Of course, he never for in instant supp o s e d, before he struck, Then h e wo ndered why the girl h a d warned him not to give that he would not land the blow. Ile had neve r failed to lanu his r eal name . a blow when fighting with the youug men of the settlement, "It mus t b e becau s e the fell o w i s a was Dick's de-aud supposed it would be the same this time . His idea w a s cision. " Well. I will do as s he wish es me to do, though I am that brute force would decide anything and that he would uot afraid of this f e llow, no matter ho w ferocious he may think come out victor easily in a contest of that kind. himself." But Dick was not willing to leave it to be decided by brute All this went through Dick's mind in an instant, and then force, though even at that he would ha1e given the fellow all he said to the stranger, calmly and quietly: he wanted, and possibly more, for the Liberty Boy was Yery "I am a man, sir, and who at e you who step out and ask strong, and he his head, allowing the fellow's fist to go questions of a peaceable citizen in such an imperious and arro-over his shoulder. gant tone of voice?" The force of the blow swung the bully half way around and An angry scowl came over fellow's face, and he gave Dick took advantage of the opportunity. utterance to a hoarse growl, not unlike tha t m ade by a bear He dealt the fellow a blow just at the butt of the ear. when ange red. He knocked him down as though he had been hit by a sledge"Oh, ye wanter know who I am, do ye?" he cried. hammer. "I can' t say that I want to know. I simply asked because A great sigh of relief went up from the lips of Rose Baker. you asked me who I am." "Oh, I'm so glad!" she exclaimed. "Good! Good! I berlee1e "Wall. ther gal thar kin tell ye who I am, an' she kin tell Bill Bolton-'B\lllY Bill,' ez ther boys calls him-hez met his ye, too, ef she w ants ter, thet I am er mighty bad man ter fool match at last." with." "Yes, and more than his match, Rose,'' was the cool reply. "You must be if you are as bad as you look," was the cool "I could thrash two or three such fellows . He is strong enough, reply. but he doesn't know how to us his fists . " Rose laughed at this, but tried to turn it into a cough by "He don't seem ter know how ter use his strength erg'inst ye, biding her mouth b e hind her hand, but tbe fellow understood Dick, but I know he hell used et erg'inst ther other young men that she had laug h ed, a nd h e was made more angry than ever, in ther settlement, an' with success, too." if that were po s sible. "Well, he can't do it with me. I have knocked him senseless "Oh , laugh ef Ye wanter, Ro s e Baker, " the fellow grumbled. for the time being, as you see. I don' t think he will want to do "No doubt ye think ye kin laugh at me becos ye hev er hansum any more fighting when he comes to." young galoot along side uv ye, but I'm tellin' ye thet I don't The fellow was a tough one, how e ver, and Ire was not unkeer two snaps uv my little finger fur 'im. I'll soon show ye conscious more than fifteen to twehty seconds ; then he stirre d thet he don't ermount ter ennything, ye bet." and presently sat up. "Is this bi g f.Jllow anything to you, Rosef" asked Dick, in a He looked at Dick and then at the girl, who was smiling in low voice. a satisfied way. "No, I hate him ," was the reply. "But he i s dangerous," '.rhis seemed tp arouse the bully, for he began scrambling up, hastily. "Be care ful, or he m a y kill you." and as he did so he said: "Oh, am not afraid of his killing me," was the low reply. "Oh, all right; grin if ye wanter, Rose Baker. This h yar Then Dick strode forward and confronted the 1 stranger did accerdentally hit me er clip ez downed me , but y e "What do you want?" he asked in such an imperious, de-bet yer life Joe Bennings couldn't. didn't and kain"t do et." cided voice that the fellow stared in amazement. "Who is Joe Bennings?" asked Dick. "Great blazes! " h e a lmost gasped; "d'ye dar' ter tork sassy The girl blushed slightly and made no reply but the bully ter me? Say, yer di g gin' yer own grave, an' ye'll be all reddy o-rowled: ' ter be pu_ t inter it in e r minuet!" Then he turned toward Rose "' "He's her lovey-dovey sweetheart; thet's whut Joe Bennings . . . . is, an' I licked ther stuffing outer 'im, ye b e t , only erbout two ,. tell this h e er strang er fool who I am afore I kills weeks ergo. , 1 pounded 'im up till Rose didn't hardly know th' k I' f 1 d ked Di k 1 1 b t 'im when she seed him-haw, haw, haw!" . ' you m m a 00 l\ 0 • as c • ca m Y, u "Oh, that's the way of it, said Dick in a hard, metallic was a 1 look on his face and in his eye. voice. "So Joe Bennings i s Rose's sweetheart and you <>ave , Yaas-thet is ye wor:ld be er fool ef ye _ knowed who, I wuz, him a thrashing, did you?" '?. an then torked ter m e m ther flishun y e Ju s t hev. Elt s becos "Y b t I d'd,, r \ ye clon' know thet I've let ye live arter it." .. e i . . . "Oh is that so ? " in sarcastic tones. All Now, I want to tell you s om e thrng. Tlns girl the t ' s so. I'm Bill Bolton ther wurst man i ther saved my hfe, back UJ? the roa_ d a way. ?Y hel ping me some hull an' I hev killed two 'men who dared look off, and she is fnend life; a nd her _frie nd s a r e crooked at I am reddy ter kill anuther wun er two ef so my fnends, and I am gomg to give you a trouncmg for be's et i s Now tell me who you are." ' to . the you h e r sweetheart, do you hear?' "l ordinarily would have had no obj e ction to telling you .. Ye kam t d_o who I am and a ll a b out myself but when a man jumps out in . Oh, you thml, I can. t, eh . . front of me as y o u did and dei'nand s to know thin!ls he won't "Yaas; thet wuz a axident, the t chp whut hit me e rwlllle ...... e r go." get any informatio n out of me . " . "Oh, h e w o n ' t , e h? " The fellow was trying to speak ironically, "Very good. Think so if you like. But I will soon undecei10 and there was an angry look in his eyes, which proved that he you. I gave you one lick a minute a g o on my own account; was a g ain g etting mad. now I am going to give you a thrashing for R ose, h ere, and h e r "You haYe it righ t," was Dick's cooi reply. "If you want to sweetheart. Look out for your s elf , you big for I'm going know w h o I am, y ou wili have to find out bi some other way. to warm you good and hard." I shall not t e ll you." Then Dick attacked the fellow with suc h fury that, in spite 'l' h e man glare d a t Dick for a few mom e nts. failing to of his strength, he was helple s s . Dick rained the bl o w s up o n cause t lle youth t o cower before him, he turned his eyes on the him in such rapid succession that he was blinded. and a t last girl. sank to the ground gasping a nd half-dazed. H e could d o uoth "H.rar. Ro se, wh o is this hyar feller? " b e dema nded. "Ye ing only lie there and groan dismally. ' "ante r t ell m e qui ck, ef y e don't wanter see 'im killed ' right "How was that, Ro se"?" a sked Dick, quietly . "Did it satisfy hyar an' now. " you?" "N e ver mind a s king the girl any questio ns," said Dick, "Yes , yes!" was the delighted reply, and the girl clap p ed h e r firmly. "She doe s n ' t know anything about me, and if she did hands like a child over a new toy. she " ould not h a ve to t ell. " "And do you think it would satisfy Joe? " "Oh. s h e " o uldn 't, hey?" "Yes , Dick." "No." , , "All right; then I'll let him off' with what I ha1e given him.'' '\Y:rnl . d o gs and cats e f I d on't belie v e ye air ther sassies t I Perhaps a minute passed, and then the beaten bully scramble d young whelp thet I h e 1 see d in all my life. " to his feet. ) I a m confident tha t you are the. mos t impudent whelp "Air ye goir..' ter r,og a n Settlement?" he asked, in a snll en, th:i t I h:w e ernr s e e u, " was the q _ uick retort. threatening rnice. f

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... THE LIBERTY BOYS AT YELLOW CREEK. 5 " "I Rm," was the reply. ''And I'm your f1iend, Rose. By the way. does this 'Au right. 'l'hen all I've got ter say is look out fur yerself r• and with these words Bill Bolton ran .away up the trail. CHAP'l'ER IV. AT BAKER' TAVERN. man, Joe Bennings. live in Logan Settlement?" "Yes." was the blushing reply. •Parllon me for being inquisitive, but was this ruffian, Bolton, a suitor for your hand?" "Yes, Dick. He has pestered me off an' on fur ruore'n er year." "But you don't like him?" "I hate him."' There was no mistaking the earnestness of the girL "Seems to be a pretty rough sort of fellow," said Dick, as "And you like Joe Bennings?" the bully disappeared around a bend." The girl looked at Dick for a few moments, with a peculiar, "Yes, he is er dangerous man," was the reply. "Ye'll need speculative expression in her eyes, and then nodded her head. ter be on yer guard, Dick. Ye hev made him yer deadly enemy, "Yes, I like Joe-lots," she repli e d. an' he'll do ye injury ef he can." "Good! Then I am Joe's friend, also." '!Oh, well, forewarned is forearmed. I know what to expect, "I'll tell ye ther trubble. Dick," said Rose, impulsively. "Ye and so will not give him any opportunity to do me damage." see, Joe is er patriot, an' father is er Tory uv tller worst kin', 'Thet's right; be on your guard." an' he won't let Joe come aroun' ertall." "I shall be, and by the way, is there any danger of his am"So that's the way of bushing and shooting me dovq1. as we come along the trail?" "Yes, father likes Bill because lie is a Tory, an' he "I hardly think so, though he might do such a thing." wants me ter marry Bill." Dick held the musket in a position that would permit of its "I don't admire your father's taste and judgment, Rose." instant use. and they walked onward. "Neether do I." "If he should ambush us .and fire at me he would have to "Well, if there is anything I can do to help you two out, kill me the first shot, or I would end his days," the youth said, while I am in the settlement, I will do it, Rose." grimly. "I'm much erbliged, but I don't know whut ye kin do. "I don't think he'll do thet. He'll wait till ye get to ther Father won't never give his consent ter Joe an' me marryin', settlement, an' then he'll likely try ter get even with ye." an' ef we ever git married we'll hev ter run erway, I guess." "All right. I'll be ready for him." "Well, I'd do that, if I were you, before I would be made They walked onwa1d in silence for a few moments, and then unhappy by the whim of one who should want to see me happy." the girl said: "I'm afeerd ter, Dick." "Tllere is something I want to tell ye, Dick." "Afraid to! Why?" "What i
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cs 6 THE LIBERTY BOYS AT YELLOW CREEK. "No; they sed ez how't they'd rather stay heer an' hunt an' trap an' take et easy than ter go an' march an' fight." "I don't know but that was a sensible way to look at the matter." " I g u ess it wuz." '.l'hey were soo in the first settlement, and stopped in front of a l a rge log house. "This is ther tavern," said the girl. 'l'hen she lifted up her voi ce and called out: "Heer, Jed. Whur air ye?" A shaggy-lleaded, ungainly boy of perhaps fifteen years came around the corner of the cabin in response to the call . "Heer, Jed Budd, take this beer hoss an' rub 'im down an' f eed 'im," the girl commanded. "All right, Ro se," saicl the boy. and be led the horse away in the clirection of the stable, which was nearly one hundred yards back of the house. "Now come on inter ther house," said Rose, and she led the way to the front door and entered. Dick following. The youth saw there was a somewhat worried look on the girl 's face. "She's afraid I will get into trouble here , " thought Dick. ''Well, I think there is a strong probability that such will be the case, myself , but by taking up my quarters here I may be able to secure some valuable inform ation. " 'l'here were perhaps a half-doz e n men in the big combined office and barroom when the two entered . They were all big, shaggy, rough-looking fellows, and they eyed Dick with a curi o u s and not over-friendly look. One of their number was Bill Bolton. and this accounted for the unfriendliness in their looks. '.l'he bully bad no doubt been telling a story made up to suit himself. Behind the bar, seated on a stool, was a thick-set, dark-featured man. He was fierce looking, but there was regularity to bis features, and he would not have been so bad-looking if he had been fixed up a bit. ,., "Father, here is "1 young man who wishes to stop with you awhile," said Rose, indicating Dick. The man looked Dick over from head to foot before speaking, and then he said : \ "Humph! Who air ye, young feller, ef et's er fa'r question'" "My name is Morris Redding," was the prompt reply. Dick had made up his mind that now that a redcoat had been to the place and told about the Liberty Boys it would not do to give his true name. ' "Waal, l\Iister Redding, whut is yer bizness in this beer part uv thcr kentry?" "I am a traveler, simply: traveling through, sir. I am bound west." "How long'll ye be beer?" "I don't know; possibly a week." '.l'he man-indeed all the men in the room-gazed search ingly at the youth. Presently Jim Baker, the tavern-keeper, said: "D'ye think ye kin make up yer comp'ny uv rebel recroots in thet time?" CHAPTER V. SHARK ROPER. Dick's mind worked swiftly. He understood the situation perfectly. Bill Bolton, the bully, who had been thrashed by Dick, had come on ahead and had no doubt told Baker and the other in mates of the tavern that the young traveler was a rebel, and ttiat doubtless he was there to get up a company from the patriot settlers. '.l'his was what Baker meant, and while understanding per fectly, the youth decided to pretend that he did not, so he as sumed a puzzled air, and said : "I don't know what you mean , sir." 'l'he landlord laughed in a rather sarcastic way. "Oh, ye don't understan' ?" he said , half sneeringly. I am not here for the purpose of making up a company of rebel recruits or any kind of recruits . " The man gazed at the speaker for a few moments in silence, and then said : "All right. Ye wanter stay heer er few days, ye say?" ''Yes . " "I kin keep ye, ef so be's ye kin put up with ther pore fare you'll git heer." "Oh. I'm not particular what I eat. Just so it is wholesome and there i s plent)of it." "Well. we kin give ye mos' enny kind uv wild game, fur I hev hunters comin' heer mos' ever' day, an' they gin'rally brings me some game . " "That will suit me." . "By ther way. l\Ir. Redding,' wbur did ye run acrost Rose?" "A couple of miles pack up ther trail." "Is th et so?" "Yes. Your daughter has placed me under great obligations; she saved my llfe." "How wuz th et?" "I was attacked by some Indians. There were a dozen of them, and I took refuge in a sort of cavern in the face of the mountain. and after I bad downed six of the red fiends the others rushed in upon me, and would haYe got the better of me but for the appearance on the scene of your dR.uguter here, wbo shot one and scared the rest away by crying out as though there were others with her." A frown came over the face of the tavern-keeper. He looked angrily at bis daughter. "Rose, clid you shoot one of ther Injuns?" he asked, sternly. "Yes, father. I di c l , " was the firm reply. "Did ye kill 'im f" "I think I did. Ye know I'm er purty good shot, ef I do say et myself." The frown deepened on the man's face, and he shook his bead slowly and dubiously. "Ye 're goin' ter get me inter trubb'le wun uv these days, gal," he said. "How, father?" "By shootin' at tber Injuns. The furst thing ye know they'll be comin' in heer an' burnin' ther settlement outer revenge, ye see if they don't." "I don't think theer is enny danger, father, an', ennyhow, I couldn' stan' an' see half er duzzen reds kill er white man an' not lift my ban' ter help 'im, could I?" . "vYaal. ther bes' thing is ter not meddle. Tend ter yer own bizness is er mighty good motto , I'm tbinkin'." "Well, I hain't sorry thet I took er ban' an' helped Mister Redding beer." "Nor am I , " smiled Dick. "I owe your daughter a deep debt of gratitude, Mr. Baker, and I will pay it, if such a thing is possible." "Oh , thet's a ll right; thet is. ef ther pesl;:y reds don't come in heer an' burn us outer house an' home an' murder ther hull caboodle uv us." "'Veil, I don't think there is much danger of that." "Wf'll, come erlong, an I'll show ye ter yer room. Mister Redding." said the landlord. "Rose, couldn' ye hep yer mother in ther kitchen er bit this arternoon ?" "I guess so, father. Ye know et's orful hard work on meter hef ter stay indoors. though." "Yaas, I know thet, but theer's er lot uv extry work ter do this arternoon." "I'll help mother. I wuz jus' torkin ter her myself." The girl made her way to the kitchen, and the landloJ.\.,,_ le
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-THE LIBERTY BOYS AT YELLOW ' CREEK. 7 i::quar', ef ye keep on torkin' thet way," said one. "Ef he licked 3e by takin' ye unawa1"s ther furst time, then ther thing fur ye ter do is ter go fur 'im when ye hev er fa'r chanct, an' lick 'im. Ef Ye don't do thet, we'll begin ter tllink ye wuz licked fa'r an' squa1"." "He took me at er disadvantage in tller furst place," Raid Bolton, sullenly, "but I'll acknowledge tbet he is hefty on ther fight, an' ez I don't know fur sart'in thet I could lick 'im even with er fa'r chanct, I'm going ter wait till I kin git at with weepins." This n-as practically an admission that he had been thrashed fairly and s q uarel:I" bv the young stranger, and the men lo o ked at B o lton w ondering ly. "By thunde r. I'd n eve r 'a' berleeved et," one of the men said. "I'll bet I coul d lick thet young whipper-snapper myself old llll' stiff e z I be." ' "Ye'd be badl y fool e d , " growled Bolton. "He's er terror he is." ' "Waal," from another, "he don't lo o k et." Wh e n the landlord cam e down the men told him that Bolton bad practically acknowledged that the young stranger was too much for him. B aker was surpli!':ed. a s the otheri:: bad been. "Ye don't m e nn t e r tell me thet?" he exclaimed . "Yaas," said t h e lank hun ter. "Bill don't deny et now." "Wa al. thet he n t R me . Why . I'd b" willin' ter bet thet I kin brenk ther yo ungs ter in two with, wun ban'." "Ye'd lo s e yer bet, " said Bolton. "Te ll u s n 11 erbout et," sa id the landlord. •an' tell th e r trooth. " Bolton din t ell the Rtor y then. and he told it practically as it happen ed, sav e that he i n s i terl that he had been struck the first blo w h e n-nsn't looking. "I'd li k e t e r Ree t h e r :rnu n!l' scoundre l pounded all up" said Bolton , v ici o u s l y . n-he n h P ha d the story , "but' I he v hed enuff . e xperie n ce 'l'l'it h ' iru ter k n ow the t I kain' t do et mys elf." "Re nd fur Shark Roper," said o n e of the men. "He could do et, all right, " said Bolton , "but who kno'l'l's whur t e r fin' 'im? H e neYer Rtays long in wun place an' he may he er hundred mile s f r um heer." "Thel:' s s o,' said ano ther. "b u t e f he wuz beer he'd be glad ter t a k e ther quarrel fur ye . Bill. an' poun' ther youngster up, jes' fur the fun uv et. He'd ruther fight than eat." "So would most e nnyboddy. er they wuz like Shark, able ter take er common man -an' b reak 'im In two wi t h wun ban'." "Vi"ell, w e don't know whur Shark Roper is, " said Bolton , "so we will h ev--" "\\'ho's t or$in' e rbout Shark Roper'?" cried a hoarse. di s cordant voice. and into the room strode a big, ruffianly man, a typicnl bord e r tough of that period." "Shark himse 'f!" ga s ped the men in unison. The n they l ea ped up aJ'd shook h ands him. one afte r another. thi'I greeting seeming to please the big fellow. "Come up ter the r bar an' hev snmthln' ter dri'nk erlong uv me." he invited . "Et's Shark Roper's treat, an' I don' want nobuddy ter stan' back an' ack bashful." All leaped up and approached the bar, while Baker went around behind it to v•ait on hi s c u s tomers. A they w ere linin g up a brilli ant thought struck Bolton. He was w e ll acquainte u with the peculiarities of this big ruffi a n , Shark Ro per, and h e knew that all he had to do w a s to t e ll about the y o ung stra n ge r up s t a irs, and the big fellow would want him to C L 1 m e and d 1ink wi t h them. So he 'said: "Say, Shark, theer' s er you n g f elle r upstairs; he jest come in erhead uv y e . a u ' I ruthe r think from bis looks the t he turn up hi s no s e an' r e fo ose t e r drink with ye, ef he wuz down be e r . D o n' ye think so. boys?" The others saw what their c ompanion was trying to do, and decid e d to h e lp the thing in order to see some sport, so the y concurre d in what Bolton had said: "So ye think th er youngster would curl up his snoot at ole Shark Roper, au' r e f o ose ter drink with 'im, do ye?" remarked the big fellow, thoughtfully. "I'm shore uv et." s a id Bolton, and the rest nodded. "Waal, by thunde r , we'll see erbout thet," Roper cried. "I'll go up an' bring ' Im down, an' I'll make 'im drink with me, ef I hev ter fe e d et t e r 'im outer er spoon, like they gives babiefl m<'d' c ine. Sho"me tbe r room he is in, au' then ye'll 8ee some fun." The landlord l e d the to the do o r opening into the hall, which l e d bac k to the kite b eu. The re was a rllde stairway the rC'. and p ointing up it, tbe lam11ord said: "Ther fell e r is in ther sec ond room , on ther left." "W11o cpee! Jest wait er minue t , an' see me bring ther youngster down," cried the ruffian, and he climbed clumsily up the stairs, open e d the door of the room the landlord had indi cate d, and d isappeared from vie w. The m e n at the foot o f the stairs stood there, waiting, n-itb mouths spread in expectant grins . The y didn't have to wait long. There was the sound of a. scrimmage in the room. of the upse tting of a stool, and then two men, struggling fiercely, emerge d through the doorway. The next moment, to the inexpre ssibl e amazement of the m e n b e low, Shark Rop e r , the terror of the border, ca.me sail ing down through the air, looking like a huge frog with legs outs pvead , and the spe ctators b e ing too mu c h astonished to be capable of movement. he alighte d in their midst, knock in g d own Bolton and the landlord, and almost crushing the breath out of thei r bodies. CHAPTER VI. DICK A N D SHARK HAVl!: AN E NCOUNTER. Di c k Slnter bncl come down the stairs. just as the ruffian, Shark R o p e r, had entered the banoom. and as the door was, o p e n a little , h e h eard all that was said by the inmates of the room . He be ard wha t B olto n said to the newc omer , and he also h e a rd R op e r say b e w o uld go ups tairs and bring him (Dick) dow n and make him drin k , and h e had haste ned back up ;:tairs a nd into his room before the party open e d the door opening upon the hall. And whe n th e ruffi a n opened the door and entered Dick's' room, the y outh was ready for him. " ' Vh o a r e you ?" said Dick, leap ing to his f e et, and facing the intrud er. ""'ho'm I?" with a g rin. "W' y. I'm a committy uv wun, s ent up b ee r by the r :entlem e n be rlow , ter Invite ye ter com e down an' hev er drink with us." "A drink of what?" a sked Diek. "Go od licker," smac king bis lips. "But I don ' t drink." "Oh. yas, ye do," with a grin. "But I a ssure y o u that I do not." "'Vaal, ye're . gC\in' ter. this b eer time . " Dick shoolc his head. "Yo u are mi staken," h e said, decidedly. "I will not drink, this time or any other time." " S ee beer, young s t e r. don't be stubborn, fur et won't do no good," in a growling voic e . "Ye're goiu' ter go down stairs an' drink with us. ef I hev t e • kerry ye down an' pour' the r licker down yer throat. " "You can't do eithe r the one or the other. " "I kain't take ye downstairs?" In a tone of amazement. "No." "'Vaal, by thunder, I'll s how you." "\Vith thi s, the big ruffian leape d f orward, and attemp.ted to seize Dick, but the youth was on his guard. and ducking under the ruffian's arm, caught him around the waist, hustled him out of the room, the s t ool being upset in the melee. and sudde nly exerting all his wonderful strength, lifted Shark Rop e r and threw him down upou the heads of the pa.ralyzed s pe ctators at the foot o f the stairs. It was an interesting, not to say amusing, spectacle, to s e e the flying arms and legs of the three fallen men. and to h ear their y ells woulsi have occa s ioned alarm in the mind of any on e who did not know what was the cause of it all. Mrs . Baker and Rose rushed out of the kitchen and stared in amazement, not unmb:ed with horror, for at first they did not understand it at all. "What in ther name UY all tbet is wonderful is ther matter tbeer?" cri e d Baker. "They must be fighting!" exclaimed Rose. "You are wrong, Rose," call e d down Dick. "That big ruffian came up t o my room to m a ke me come down and drink with him, and I threw him down on top of your father and Bully Bill , that Is all. I gu ess no one is killed, though I judge that they are shaken up considerable." "Sakes aliye!" gasped Mrs. Baker; "mebbe Jim i s killed!" aud she ran alon g the hall, and assisted her husband to bis feet. He was groaning at a grea t rate, and his wife Jed him off to his room, where he l a y down, asseverating b etween groans 1.hat h e was a d ead man. "Oh, I guess ye hain't hurt much, father, " said Rose, who had followed them into the room.

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8 THE LIBERTY BOYS AT YELLOW CREEK. Meanwhile Shark Roper and Bill Bolton had scrambled to their feet, and as the big ruffian looked up, Dick waved hls hand, in a tantalizing manner, and silid, invit ingly: "Come up, my friend, come up, and I'll throw you down again-and break your neck next time." But Roper had all he wanted for the time being. He shook his head and limped of!' into the barroom, the others following, Bolton being bent almost double, with his hands on his stomach. He had been pretty badly thumped by the Impact of the big ruffian's form. The men helped themselves to some liquor, and not a word was said until after they had taken a couple of drinks; then Roper jerked his thumb over his shoulder in the direction of upstairs, and said, somewhat irrelevantly: "By thunder, I berleeve he'd a-done et." "Berleeve who would hev done whut?" asked one of the men . "W'y, I berleeve thet ef I bed gone back upsta'rs thet ther youngster would hev throwed me down erg'in an' bruck my ne ck, ez he sed he'd do." The others nodded gravely. "I guess ye' re right erbout thet," said one. "He mus' be ther Ole Nick in disguise," said Bolton, dis consolately. He was able to stand straight now, but was feeling anything but good. "By thunder, I berleeve yer right," agreed Roper. "I would never hev berleeYed enny man livin' could 'a' throwed me downsta'rs like he did, ter say nothin' uv et youngster like 'im, whut don't look like he wuz outer his teens." "I don't berleeve he is more'n nineteen yeers ole," said another; "he hain't got enny whiskers outer his face yet." "Waal." growled Roper, "he's got whut's er blame sight better-he's got more muscle than enny man I ever hed holt uv in all my life, an' thet's er fack." Dick was a pretty good judge of human nature, and he did not believe there would be the least danger In Yenturing down into the barroom; so he walked in upon the men there, remarking coolly as he did so: "How are you. gentlemen? I hope I find you feeling well?" Shark Roper turned around, a glass of liquor ln one hand, the other on the bar to steady him. He looked at Dick from head to foot, slowly and searchingly. Then he shook his head. "I don't unne'r stan' et," he said. "I don't, f\1r er fack. Et beats ennythin' I ever seen in all my life. Say, young feller, whar d'ye keep thet muscle uv your'n when ye h ,ain't usin' uv et in throwin' fellers like me downstairs they wuz blamed bundles uv straw, ennyhow?" "Oh, it is h e re, handy, and ready for instant use," said Dick, with a sm1le, and he bent and unbent his arms, the working of the muscles causing the clothing to move back rind forth in such a way as to astonish the spectators. Roper plac e d the glass of liquor carefully down on the ba r and, walking over to Dick, took hold of his arm and felt of It. The youth continue d working it up and down, and the big fellow shook his head. '".rhet beats ennythin' I ever run acrost,'' he said. "Blamed ef he hain't got muscle ez big ez er goose-egg, boys." Bolton was very sore over the manner In which he had suffered at Dick's hands, and in the hope that he might in cite Roper to make an attack on the youth, he said: "Now's chanst, Shark. Go fur ther youngster, an' git even fur ther way he han'led ye er leetle while ergo." "Not me," he said; "not enny more, thank ye. Ef there l s enny wun thing thet Shark Roper knows et is when he hez got ernufl'. This heer youngster is too hefty fur me, an' I know et. Enny chap ez kin pick me up, ez ef I wuz er blamed ole sack uv bran' an' throw me downstairs kin move ::troun' in my vicinity frum thet time on without bein' in cnny danger uv bein' jumped on, ye bet." "I'm glad to see that you are so sensible," said Dick, coolly; "I thought that perhaps I would have to throw you upstairs next time." "I b e rleeve ye could do et," with a sol emn shake of the head: "yas, I berleeve ye could do et-ef ye could ketch me. Ye'd hev ter run me down afore ye got ther chanst, an' thet's er fa ck." "Well, I won't insist on making the attempt, Mr. Roper; if you are satisfied, I am." "I sh'd thin!;: ye h e d orter be; but, say, won't ye step up an' hev er leetle sumthin' ter drink with us?" Dick shook his head. "I would rather be excused, sir; I never drink anything stronger than water. " Again the big border ruffian shook bis head, and looked puzzled. ' "I kaln't unnerstan' et,'' he said; "how er feller kin drink nothin' stronger than water an' be ez stout ez ye air, is too much fur my unnerstandin', an' thet's er fack." "That's the way to be strong," said Dick; "if you drank nothing but water, you would be much stronger than you are." The big fellow laughed. "Don't ye berleeve thet," he said; "I would be ez weak ez e r baby in less'n no time ertall." "You just think so," smiled Dick. "You would be stronger than you are now." The big man shook his head, but made no other repl y, and then he downed the contents of the glass at a gulp. Dick strolled to the open door, and looked out. Half-way between the tavern and tbe other cluster of houses, which were, as has been stated, about half a mile away, was a small stream. It wound its way along, and dis appeared in the timber a mile distant, to the west. "Is that stream yonder Yellow Creek?" he asked, care-' lessly. Shark Roper gave a start, and looked quickly and lrnenly at Dick. Then he nodded, and said, quietly: "Yas, stranger, thet's Yaller Creek. Ye see," he added, "et gits ets name frum ther fack thet ets bed is yaller clay, which makes ther water look ya Iler." "Ah, I understand." "Et's simple enuff; ther water lookin' yaller, they calle d ther stream Yaller Creek. Goin' ter stay in these parts long, young feller?" "Not very long; a week, perhaps." "All right. . I guess ye know how ter make yerse'f feel at hum." "Yes; I seldom have any .trouble in that respect." CHA.P'l'ER VII. FRIENDS. Dick spent the rest of the afternoon ln the tavern. He listened to the talk of the men who were there, and others who came In later. He seemed to have no object in listening, other than simple curiosity, but the truth was he was gathering information. A chance word let drop now and then was sufficient to give him an inkl!ng of things, and he did not fail to hear everything that was said. The men seemed to be Tories, without exception: and Shark Roper was the loudest-voiced one of all; he denoun ce d the Americans for taking up arms against the king, and said they ought to all be hung. Dick did not say much, but when they asked him which way his sympathies ran, he said that he was a loyal king's man. This satisfied all but Bolton, who shook his head and re marked to a comrade that he did not believe any such thing. "Et's my opinyun thet ther feller is er rebel spy," he said. "Oh, I guess yer wrong erbout th et," was the reply. "Waal, mebbe I am; but et don't matter whether he is e r rebel or not; he hez gotter settle with me yit, an' when I git through with him he won't be much good, even ef he is er loyal king's man." "I ruther think ye'll fin' thet he kin take keer uv him se'f, with weepins ther same ez with his hands," was the reply. This did not suit Bolton at all, but he did not say anything more. When supper-time came, Dick went into the big dining room , along with the other men, and ate his supper. Rose waited on the tables, and when she was giving Dic:k his quota of food she managed to whisper: "Ye wanter be on yer guard ter-night, Dick!' He would have liked to have questioned her, but knew it would not do, as the men would see, and would wonder what they were whispering about. He simply nodded , slightly to let Rose know that he under stood, and that he would be on his guard. After supper all went bapk into the barroom, and presently more men came in, and the room was pretty well filled . Dick l eft the room and went out of doors. It was already dark, and be walked slowly about, without any particular object. He hacl been there but a few minutes, •

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_, THE LIBERTY BOYS AT YELLOW CREEK. 9 ho\Tever. w!Jen the big fellow; Shark noper, emerged from the tavern. "I r:: titer expected him," said Dick to himself. "I believe he is the man who sent the warning to the commander-in chief, after all, rough and tough though he seems to be." Dick ga,e utterance to a little whistle, and he beard a muttered exclamation. "Oh, theer ye air, bey?" "Yes; right over here, Roper." A few moments later the man was by Dick's side. "Come erlong over heer er ways," the man said; "then we kin tork without bein' in danger uv beln' overbeerd." They walke d away, a distance of thirty yards, and then came to a stop under a ' tree. "You are the man who sent the warning to General Washington?" asked Dick. "I'm ther man." "And are you still of the opm10n that you expressed in • the communication you sent by the messenger?" "Yas." "Then you feel certain there is a scheme on foot to destroy the patriot portion of this settlement, and then go on up north and capture Fort Pitt?" "Yas; thet's whut ther redcoats air figgerln' on doin'." ' "You are sure there is no mistake?" "Shore; I've heerd 'em tork er lot, ye know. They think I'm er Tory, ther same ez they air, an' they don' hesertate ter tork right out afore me. They wuz keerful not ter say much afore ye this afternoon, 'cause they air er bit sus-pishus thet ye mought be er spy." "I understand." "Ye see, when tbet British officer wuz here, some time ergo, he got er lot uv ther Tories uv this settlement ter jlne tiler army; but he tole 'em he wouldn't take 'em back with him, but thet he would be back beer in er few weeks, with er force of reg'lar sojers, an' thet they sb'd be re(jdy ter jine 'em then." "I see. That is the reason they did not go back. I could not understand that, though the girl told me that she thought the officer did not have good luc k In securing recruits." "She wuz mistook. He had very good success, but they won't jine ther army till aiter ther officer comes heer with ther sojers he spoke uv." "Then they are going to destroy the homes of the patriot settlers here and go up and capture Fort Pitt, are they?" "Tbet is whut they in ten' ter do, shore." "Do you have any idea how many of the Tories of this settlement joined?" "I thlrik about forty." "And do you know how strong a force of redcoats is coon ing ?" "I kin on'y guess at thet, frum whut I r e heerd ther men say." "\Veil. what would you guess the number at?" "I sh'd say erbout fiv e hundred." "That will be a pretty strong force." "Yas, so et wlll be." "Well, they won't find it so easy as they think,'' said Dick. "I have a force of one hundred men coming, and they will be here by to-morrow evening, I am sure." "One hundred won't be able ter do much erg'inst five hun-dred, will they 'I" . "I think so. Tbe one hundred men of mine who are coming are terrible fellows in a fight, and they are not usually at a_ll frightene d by two or three times their number." "They mus' be all right, shore." "Yes; have you ever heard of the Liberty Boys of 76, Mr. Roper?" "Call me Shark. This hee1 'mister' b!zness don' good I ter me." "All right, Shark." "Sense ye speak uv et, young, feller, I hev heerd tell uv some fell ers whut they calls the Liberty Boys uv '76. The t redcoat officer whut wuz heer gittin' ther recroots tole erbout 'em." "Well, the one hundred men who are coming are the Liberty Boys, Shark." "Ye don' say? Then ye mus' be-say, air ye reely-kin et be posserble thet ye air ther young feller, the capt'in uv tber Liberty Boys, Dick Slater, I berleeve his name Is?" "Yes, I am Dick Slater." "Shake ban's, Dick Slater. Blame m'y picture ef I hain't glad ter know ye; an', say, I don't feel so bad erbout gittln' throwed downstairs by ye ez I did, fur thet feller whut wuz heer tole erbout sum wonderful things Dick Slater had done, an' how lie was i:;aill ter be thP strongest man u v his size .thet could be fo.un' ennywlmrs ... "I am pretty strong, Shark, for a fact." "Ye bet ye air; au' ye air Dick Slater? Thunder. but I'm glad ter know ye, Dick." "And I'm g lad to know you, Shark; and to know that you are a patriot, and that you are ready to stand by u s, and h elp us beat the redcoats and Tories, when they make the attempt to destroy the homes of the patriot people of this settlement." "Waal, now, I'll stan' by ye ter ther death, Dick, my boy." • "I am sure of that; but when I stood in the door of the cabin this afternoon and spoke about the creek, asing if it was Y e llow Oree k, as the messenger who came from Washington was to do, as a signal, I did not expect to hear you answer." "I s'pose not, arter ther way we hed locked horns er leetl e while afore-haw, haw, haw!" and t h e big fellow chuckled. " Ye see," he went on, "I didn't think erbou. t ye bein' ther messenger frum Washington." "I suppose not; well, it is all right, seeing as bow neither of us are any the worse for our llttle encounter." "Et didn't hurt me ertall, Dick; et wuz ther lan'lord, Jim Baker, an' Bill Bolton who got ther worst uv e t. Et wuz ennythin' but funny fur them ter hev me come down on top uv 'em; ther wunder is thet et didn't kill 'em," and the man chuckled again. "I wouldn't have cared much if i t had killed Bolton." said Dick. "He is a worthless ruffian , and would not be missed." "He hez et In fur ye, Dick," warned the big man; "ye wanter look out fur him." "I'll keep an eye on him; but, Shark, how long will it be, do you think, before the British will get "I dunno, Dick; et may be quite erwhile, an' then erg"in they may come afore very long." Dick pondered a while, and finally said: "I hardly thi11k they will be here very soon; they would have to march very rapidly to do so. I guess 1''e have plenty of time, so I will take it easy and wait till my Liberty Boys get here before doing anything." "Ye think they'll git beer by ter-morrow evening?" ' 1Yes, I think so; you see, they are on horseback, so travel rapddly. I have a better horse than any of the otllers, and so came on ahead, as I was eager to reach here as quickly as possible, and see how things were." "Exzackly; but, Dick, wouldn't et be er good idee not ter let these here Tories know erbout tiler comi n ' uv yer Lib';)rty Boys?" "Perhaps; but how could it be kept f rom them?" "W'y, by meetin' yer Liberty Boys er mile er two up ther trail an'. leadin' 'em aroun' ter the patriot part uv ther settlement; then ther fellers beer won't see 'em er know enny thing erbout et." "Is there a way to reach the other part of the settlement without passing, this one?" "Yas; theer's er cut-orf, a sort uv 1path through tiler tim ber." "All right; that is what we will do, then. You can show me the path to-morrow mornin', and then I will lie in wait for my Liberty Boys, and lead them to the other part of the settlement." "'I'het'll be er good skeem, I think, an' when ther redcoats come ye kin take ' em by s'prise; thet'll he'p er good deal, won't et?" "Yes, Indeed; a surprise will often offset odds of four or five to one. " "Thet's whut I thort, though I hain't much uv er Judge uv war matters." They talked while longer, and then Dick said: "\Vhat do you think about my staying here to-night, Shark? Is there danger that the Tories might become suspicious and make up their minds to make a prisoner of me?" " I dunno, Diel'; tbet scoundrel, Bolton, keeps tork!n' erg'in ye all ther time, an' sayin' thet h e is shore ye air er teb e l spy, an' his tork may hev some e ffect 11.rter erwbile, espesbully when ther men gits full uv licker. They nllers want trubble, ennyhow, when they air in thet condishun, an' et mought be thet they would be glad uv heviu' somebuddy ter go fur roughshod." "That's r ight. Well, I believe I'll go back into the tavern, and go up to my room, just as though Intending to go to bed. Then I'll take my musket, climb out of the window, and get my horse and ride over to the patriot settlement." "Thet'll be ther safest thing ter do, an' the n ef ther men

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10 THE LIBER'l\Y BOYS AT YELLOW CREEK . git worked up an' go up ter yer room ter c11pter ye, they wont find :vc." "Hight. And now, Shark, y ou are to roeC't me at one o'cl ock to-morrow afternoon at a point two miles up the trait, to show me the path leading to the patriot settlement." "I'll come ef ye want me t e r , but et won't be necessary, ' Dick. When ye go ov e r ter ther patriot settlement, go ter t)ler home uv Jack Logan. He ls ther leader uv ther pa ti•iots in this section uv ther kentry, au' b e hez er fifteen yeer-old 'Qoy thet kin show ye ther path all right." "That will be all right, Shark; I never thought of that You need not come up there, unless you have some infor mation for me." "All right. Ye'll be theer, will ye?" "Yes. I shall remain there till my Liberty Boys come along, you know." "All right. Ef ennything comes up ter-nlght thet I think uv enny importance I'll come up an' tell ye." "Very well; good-by till then." The two shook hands, and, the n Dick went back into the tavern. He told Baker, the landlord, that he was sleepy, und would go to bed, and then he went upstairs to his room. A few moments late r Shark Roper came in. and he at once suid it wns his treat, and all lined up to the oar. Just us they were about to lift the glasses to their lips the door opened and an Indian chief, in all the paint and feathers of his station, stalked into the room, he having opened the d oor without making any noise. "How?" be said, with imperturbable gravity. "Red Knife will have drink uv firewater, Set out um bottle." CHAPTER VIII. RED KNIFE. It was not the first time the inmates of the tavern had seen the Indian chief; all had seen him many times, for he was in the habit, as were his braves, also, of coming fre quently to the tavern to get liquor-"firewater," as be called it-to drink. But none of those present had ever before seen the chief with all bis warpaint and feathers on. They wondered what it meant. Why was he togged out in this fashion? Somehow a feeling of came over them, and several cast uneasy glances toward the open door. 'l'here was something In the air of the chief that they had never recog nized before; a sort of threatening air It was, and instinctively the rough bordermen felt that trouble of some kind for some body was at hand. '.l.'bey wondered if the trouble was to be theirs. They hoped not, but they were rough and tough men, and they would fight to the death, if necessary; of course, not one but what was sure there we're a goodly number of Indian braves out of doors. "Hello, R e d Knife," greeted Shark Roper, who seemed to be the least disconc erted man In the room; "bow air ye , enny bow? Au' whut fur hev ye put on so mu c h paint an' feathers, hey?" "Give Red Knife bottle," said the chief, addressing Baker, and paying no attention whatever to Shark Roper; "the chief Is thirsty." .Jim Bake r hastened to set the bottle on the bar, and it was seized eagerly by the redskin, who placed the neck of the bottle in bis mouth and took swallow after swallow of the fiery liquor. Not until all the contents had disappeared down bis ca pacious throat did the Indian lower the bottle and then he set it back on the bar, smacked bis lips, and said: "Red Knife come here on bizness." He war:> looking toward Baker, and was evidently address ing him, so Baker said, in a voice which trembled slightly in spite of his efforts to keep it steady: "Wbut bizn ess, chief?" "Red Knife will tell you. This afternoon a white man killed seven of my best braves, up trail, two mile 'way. Five braves make escape an' co me to camp an' tell Red Knife. \Ve co)lle back, and track white man by bis horse's tracks. He come h ere. Now we have come; have cabin surrounded. \Vhite man here y e t , I t hin k, an' we want um." A look of relief appea r e d on the face of Jim Baker, and on the faces of all the other m e n as well, with the exception of. Shark ltoper. He still looked anxious-more so than had b een the case before. He realized that Dick was in an ex c eedingly tight place-unless he bad succeeded in making his escnpe before the Indians had appearetl and surrounded the house, which he felt was rathe r unlike ly. "Thundet', but this is bad!" Roper said to himself; "ef them red fiends git hold uv Dick they'll take "im off inter ther timber, somewhere, an' burn ' Im ter ther stake, thet's wbut theyn do." He was a rapid thinker, and he at once made up his.mind that he would save the youth, if possible. A plan occurred to his mind, and he decided to put it into execution. He saw that the attention of all the men was centered on Red Knife, and he stole away, without being noticed, and passing through the door at the farther side of the room, was in the hall. It was
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THE LIBERTY BOYS A'l' YELIJOW CREEK. 11 .t;ieply. "He must not be let die easy death; he must be burnt at stake-ugh!" "Oh, you fiend!" breathed the girl at the window; "you oug;ht to be burned at ther stake yerse'f. An' ez fur Dick killin' seven uv ther reds, be on'y killed six. I kllled ther other wun, an' I'm glad uv et. An' he hed er right ter kill 'em, fer they wuz tryin' ter kill him." "I hope thet yer braves'll ketch 'im, Red Knife," oSaid Jim Baker. He was afraid that if they failed to catch the fugi tive the chief would be so angry be would vent his spite on those who were at the tavern. Baker even feared that the Indians might burn the tavern nnd all the houses in the settlement, and murder the settlers and their familiesthough, of course, his main anxiety was for his own person, property and family. Mrs. Baker, who was standing at the open back door, out of which Roper had dashed, and who was shivering with terror, hoped the same thing, for she feared the Indians would be mean, and do a lot of damage, if they failed to capture their intended victim. . "1'.ly bra>es will ketch white man; he no kin git 'way," said chief with confidence. "My braves run like wind; no white men kin run so fast." "Oh. they'll git 'im, I'll bet on 'et," said one of the hunters. "Let's go back in house an' have more firewater,'' said the chief, and, anxious to please the redskin and earn his good will, Baker hastened to approve of this move, saying: "Et is my treet. You will all drink et my expense this heer time." The others were quite willing to do this, the more so as ..,. Baker was rather close, and seldom made such an offer. They made their way around to the front door, and en tered, and Baker hastened to get behind the bar and pour out the clrinks for the crowd, there being perhaps a dozen :i men present. "Hello, whur in thunder is Shark Roper1" suddenly ex claimed one. He had just noted the absence of that indi-vidual. , All looked around, and seeing nothing of Roper, looked at one another questioningly. "Oh, he bez proberbly gone erway," said Baker; "ye know, Ile ltllers goes an' comes thet erway. He never stops ter say good-by." "Thets so," another said; "mebbe he Is chasin' ther young fell er," he added, a.s the thought struck him; "ye know, ther chap throwed Shark downstairs, an' be hain't ther man ter let er feller git erway without settlin' fur .er thing like thet." "I dunno 'bout thet," growled Bolton. "I kinder thort thet he wuz friendly ter ther young scoundrel, even arter ther youngster hed throwed 'im downstairs an' mighty nigh knocked the breath outer 'Im." "Come nigher ter knockin' tber breath outer me'n you, Bill, I think," growled Baker. '"Yas; thet's so. Et didn't hurt Shark none ter speak UT'." When they had take n the drink a number of the men i::ald they would be going home, as their folks would be anxious, on account of the disturbance, and would want to ,_,. know what it was about. They took their departure, but five remained, they being hunters without families or homes, save little old cabins away in the depths of the forest. -. Half an hour lat.er the Indian braves returned, and they looked crestfallen and disgusted, to say the least. They were empty-handed, and as Red Knife looked at his braves and noted this fact, his face grew dark with rage and disapp.ointment. ' "Did you not catch the white dog?" he asked, a fierce ring to his voice. "No ketch um," replled one of the braves. "Then I tell you what I do , " S"aid the chief, turning and pointing his finger at Baker; "you have let white dog stay heer, an' he have make his 'scape; now I am goin' to take white gal 'way with me. Hold her pris'ner till you bring white dog to Injun's camp, an' give um fur white gal-ugh." Of course, the chief had reference to Rose, and her father stared at Red Knife with a look of horror upon his face. CHAPTER IX. DICK AND ROSE ESCAPE. Sharlt Roper had been correct in thinking that Dick Slater was still in his room in the tavern, when the Indians sur rounded the building. He had gone to his room, and had secured his musket, and then, thinking he could come downstairs and make his way back along the hall and out at the door he had seen there earlier in the evening, he had descended the stairs; but just as be reached the bottom he heard the guttural voice of the In dian chief, and paused to listen a few moments. The door leading into the bar-room was not tight shut, and placing his ear to the opening, he listened. He was soon very glad that he had done so, for he learned that the tavern was surrounded by a cordon of Indian braves. "Jove, what shall I do?" he asked himself; then, feeling that it would be folly to venture out, he made his way quickly, but softly, up the stairs and again entered his room and closed the door and fastened it as best he could. Then he stepped across to the window, which was up a foot or so, and kneeling there, he listened intently. He heard the low, guttural voices of the braves, as they talked to one another; evidently they did not expect to have any trouble in capturing the white youth, and they were justified in thinking thus, for there were nearly two score of them. "I fear that I shall be captured," thought Dick. "Jove, if I had only got away half an hour ago I would have been all right.'' He had been at the window only a few minutes, when he heard a terrible hullabaloo in the yard. There was the sound of running feet, and immediately\afterward wild yells rose on the air. "What does that mean?" Dick said to himself; "it looks as though some one was trying to get away and the redskins are trying to head him off and capture him." Dick was a very shrewd, bright youth, and a thought struck him. He knew that Roper was in the barroom when the In! dian chief put in an appearance; he knew also that Roper was his friend, and he believed that the rough-looking borderman was just the kind of man to risk his life to save that of a friend. "I'll wager anything that Roper has made a dash, to deceive the redskins and makethem think it is me," thought Dick; "that would be just like him, or I'm no judge of men. Any how, I believe this is going to cause a diversion that will give me a chance to make my escape. I'll see about it, anyway." He unfastened the door, and, musket in hand, went out into the hall and down the stairs. He listened at the door leading into the barroom, and wru; just In time to hear the footsteps of the chief and the white men as they hastened out of doors. "There they go, to see what. is the trouble," thought Dick; "they will rush around to the rear of the tavern, and that will leave me free to go out the front way, and make my escape." When all the men had left the barroom, Dick pushed the door op e n ancl entered. He crossed the room to the open front door, and listened. There w:i.s no sound to Indicate that any one was at the front of the house, and the youth stepped boldly out and walked away. , He made his way out toward the stable, for he did not intend to go and leave his magnificent horse behind. He would have stood his ground and fought to save Major, almost as quicklyi as he would have done in the case of a human comrade, for Major had been his companion in many a lively chase, and had carried him safely out of more than one danger that had seemed to threaten to overwhelm him. He was soon at the stable, and he listened to the conversa tion of the chief and the white men for a few minutes; then he opened the stable door and entered and soon found the stall Major was in. Dick bridled and saddled the horse, and led him out of the stable, and away a di s tance of one hundred and fifty yards, where he left him, with a caution to remain quietly in that spot. Then the youth stole back toward the tavern, for he wished to be near when the braves returned, to see whether they had succeeded in overtaking and capturing the person who had led the m away on the chase and given him (Dick) a chance to make his escape. He waited patiently, and when nearly half an hour had, passed he heard footsteps and voices, and a little later he saw the Indian braves enter the barroom, one after another. He counted them, and found there were thirty-eight. Feeling confident that all had entered, he stole close up to the door and peered in. He saw the braves standing facing their chief and the white men and he heard all that was said. whn he l earned that the braves had not been able to over take the fugitive he was delighted, for he was sure the person in question was no other than his friend, Shark Roper. And when, later on, he heard the chief say to Jim Baker

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12 THE LIBERTY BOYS AT YELLOW CREEK. th'.lt he was going to take the white girl away and hold her pri soner till h e r fat h e r broug h t the youth to the Indian ca.mp to exchange, hi s blood ran c old. "The o ld scoundre l! " said Dick to himself. "He must not be permitted to carry Rose away! He doubtless would not permit her to ever come back, and it would be a tenrible a horrible exp e rience, anyw ay. No! I will prevent it, if She saved my life, and now I will save her from capture by that red fiend." Without losing another moment, Dick hastened around the house, to the door at the end of the hall. He opened it, and steppe d into the hall. He stole along the hall to the foot of the s t airs, and then h e made his w a y up these, and along the uppe r hall. He knoc.ked lightly on each door as he felt it in passing along, for it was s o dark he could s e e nothing. The last room on tlJe left-hand side .of the hall was Rose's and when he knocked on this door the girl asked, in a low,' startled voice: "Who is there?" "lt is I-Dic k Sl a ter,'" the youth replied; "you are in danger, Rose. Open the door at oc e " The re was the sound of light footsteps, and then the door opened. There was no light.in the room but the youth could make out the girl's for m agains t the of the win dow, which made a slightly lighter background than the wall. "What is it, Dick?" Rose whispered; "how am I in danger?" "That -0ld fiend, Red Knife, says h e is going to carry you away a prisoner, Rose, and hold you till he can catch me or till your father brings me to his camp, in exchange for "Ugh! Let us get away quickly, the n, Dick." "All right. That is why I came. Come along-ah! I fear it is too late. They are coming upstairs even now." "Come in here, " whispered Rose. "There is a . shed-kitchen under my window, and I think we can get out that way." "The v ery thing, ' i said Dick in an eager whisper, and then he entered the room and closed the door, Rose fastening it with a wooden peg, which was slipIJd slantingly into the casing, thus holding the door, if any one tried to open it from the hall. They hastened across to the window and raised it. Dick quickly climbed through, and assisted Rose to do likewise. They had just done this when there came a rattling at the qoor, after which a voice called out: Open door!" It was the guttural voice of the chi ef, Red Knife and Dick felt the girl's hand tremble, he having retained hoia of it to enable him to assist her down the sloping shed-roof. ' Of course, they did not answer, but instead they hastened down the roof as fast as they could with safety, and were soon at the lower edge. They were now within a few feet of the ground, and Dick said, in a whisper: "I will jump down, and then you follow, and if you go to fall I wm catch and s teady you." "All right, Dick," was the reply, and the youth leaped instantly, for he knew they had no time to spare. The Indians would break the door down very quickly, and it would not do to be near when the red fiends discovered that the girl had escaped from the room. The Liberty Boy did not lose his balance when he struck the ground, and he quickly called up, cautiously: "Jump!" The girl obeyed unhesitatingly. She was a border girl, used to out-door life , and the jump of ten feet had no .terrors for her. Sh e did 1.1ot lose her balance , and s e izing her by the hand. Dick whispered: "Come along; my horse is down here a way; we w!ll both mount him and ride to the other settlement, across Yellow Creek. I think we will be safe there." Without a word Rose went along, and she proved herself to be a swift runner, for she was able to keep up with Dick, even when he ran almost his best. In ii. f e w mom ents the y were where Major stood, and Dick l e a pe d into the saddle, and giving Ros e his hand, assisted her to mount behind him. 'l< Just as this was accomplished they were startled somewhat by hearing wild yells from the lips of the Indians in the tavern. The tones proved that the redskins w ere angry and disa.p point.ed. "They have discovered your escape, Rose , " said Dkk; "well, let them yell; it won't do them any good, for they couldn't catch Major, no matte r how hard they tried. " Then tha y rode away in the direction of the patriot portion of the settlement. By the time they reached Yellow Creek the yells of the redskins were sounding loudly, which proved that the red fiends were out of doors. This did not bother Dick and his companion, however, for they were quickly on the other side of Yellow Creek and ridirs toward the patriot part of the settlement. They did not ride fast, for Dick did not think it was necessary, and had he done so the hoofbeats would have been heard, and the rPdskins would have known which way to go to look for the girl. As it was, they would be puzzled, and would not know where to look for her. CHAPTER X. THE SETTLERS REPULSE THE INDI.ANS. I "You have been over here before, I -suppose?" said Dick, as they were entering the little settlement. "Oh, yes," was the reply. "I hev a girl friend over heer, an' we visit back an' forth quite orften." j "Then I suppose you want to go to her home?" "Yes." "What is her name?" "Mary Logan." "Is she Jack Logan's he asked. "Yes." "Well, that is where I want to go; you will have to act as guide, however, for I don't know where the house is." "I'll show ye ther way." And she did. A few minutes later they came to a stop in 1 front of a log house that was somewhat larger than the majority, though of course this was not discernible in the darkness. The front door was open, and the light from within shone out, revealing the fact that several persons were standing out in front of the house. Rose leaped down and hastened forward; when she came into the light there was an exclamation in a feminine voice, and a girl of about her own age rushed forward and embraced her. "Rose Baker, where did you come from?" the other girl cried. I "H.ome," was the reply. "And who is it with you-Joe?" "No, it ain't Joe; et's er young man whut reached ther set tlem1:1nt yisterday arternoon." Then a man and a woman, whom Dick knew must be Mr. and Mrs. Logan, greeted Rose, after which Dick leaped off his horse and advanced. "Thisis Capt'n Dick Slater," Rose said; "ye know thet British orsifer thet wuz heer gittin' recroots fur ther army tole er bout Dick Slater an' ther Liberty Boys." "Yes, I remember," said Mr. Logan; "and ye air Dick Slater?" this last to Dick. "Yes, sir; are you Mr. Logan?" "Thet's my name; but whut's ther trubble.over to ther other l!ettlement? Whut's ther yellin' about?" Dick explalned the situation briefly but fully, and then said: "Don't you think it would be a good idea for the men of this settlement to get together and be ready to repel the redskins, if they should come over here?" "Yes, I think so; ther chances air thet they'll come over heer ter look fur Rose." "That is what I think." The man turned to a boy of fifteen years and said: "Run to the different houses, Tom, an' tell ther men thet I say fur 'em ter come ter my house at wunst; tell 'em ter bring theer guns an' ammunition er long." The boy was off like a shot. "Ye wimmin folks hed better go in ther house," said Mr. Logan, and after Mrs. Logan and Mary had shaken hands with Dick the three entered the house. "Where shall I leave my horse?" asked Dick. "Bring 'im aroun' ter ther stable." The man led the way to the stable, Dick following leading Major. ' It took but a few minut.es to tie the horse in a stall, and un bridle and unsaddle him, and then they hastened back to the house. While waiting for the settlers to gather there, Dick explained the situation, and told why he had come to this part of the country. "I hain't s'prised," said Mr. Logan; "Shark Roper wuz at my house WUl'l night erbout two weeks ergo, an' he tole me theer

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THE J..1IBERTY BOYS AT YELLOW CREEK. 13 wuz er skeem afoot ter destroy our settlement an' capter Fort Pitt, an' thet he hed sent word by er man whut wuz gain' ter jine Washington's army, an' thet he expected a force would be sent heer ter purtect us, :md help ther sojers at ther fort." ''Well, my Liberty Boys will reach here by to-morrow evening, I am confident," said Dick; "and if the British don't send too strong a force, we will be able to make it warm for them. How many patriot men are there here that can be depended upon to fight for their lives and homes?'" "Theer air seventy, countin' erbout twenty boys ther age uv my Tom." "That isn't so bad. The boys can shoot about as well as the men. can't they?" "Yaas .'' 'l'he men began putting in an appearance now, and as fast as they appeared Mr. ;Logan introduced them to Dick and explained who he was and why he was there. Whe n all had arrived they turned their attention to the matter at hand. The yelling had ceased over at the other settlement, but this only made the patriots the more certain that" danger threatened. "They're comin' this way, like snakes creepin' erlong, ye kin bet," said one settler, and the others concurred in this view of the situation. "Waal, we'll hev ter git reqdy ter give 'em sech er warm welkum they won't wanter come erg' in," said Mr. Logan. Then he ordered that all advance to the bank of Yellow Creek and take up their positions there. "Then ef ther red rascals try ter come ercrost we'll give 'em some builets ter chaw on," he added. This suited the men, and they advanced and stationed themselves along the bank of the strea;n. stretching out a distance cf nearly a quarter of a mile. Tney had been there only a min\l.te or so when they heard guttural voices over on the .other side of "the stream. The Indians were close at hand. ... ' Presently faint outlines of human forms Gould be seen moving on the farther side of the stream, and the settlers got ready to fire a volley if the signal was given. Mr. Logan did not want to get into trouble with the Indians if he could help it. There were a good many in the vicinity, and if they should go on the war-path they could become very troublesome. It would be unsafe to arouse their enmity, and he would not fire upon them if it cauld be avoided. It was his intention to parley with them first, and try to persuade them to go their way. "Who is there?" he called out, "and whut d'ye want?" There was a short period of silence, and then the harsh, gut-tural voice of the chie f was heard saying: "Red Knife an' Injun braves heer." "Whut d'ye want?" "';Vant young white squaw." "Whut young white squaw?" "iim Baker's gal-ugh. " "She hain't heer." "Red Knife know better. White man, Logan, would be home-in bed-'sleep, if white squaw had no come an' told him 'bout Injuns, ugh!" "Waal, an' s ' pose Rose Baker is heer; whut then?" "Then you mus' give white gal up." "I kain't do th et, chief." "Mus' do it; white squaw's father say so . " "I don't berleeve et." "Heap truth, whether you b'leeve er not. " "I kain' t help et ef et is ther trooth; ther gal don't want ter go with ye, an' thet settles et; she won't go." "Then Injuns come 'cross Yellow Crick an' take gal; kill some white men, mebby." "Oh, I reckon not, chief. Ye wull get ther wurst uv et ef ye try thet." "Why get wurst uv it?" "Becos I hev twicet ez menny men heer ez ye hev, an' if ye try ter cross ther crick we'll pepper ye till ye wull J>e glad ter git back." "White men n . o dare to shoot at Injuns." "Oh, yaas, we do dare do thet very thing; we don't wanter do et, but ef ye force us ter do et, et won't be our fault." "Bette r give white gal up." "No; thet gal is er frien' uv my gal, an' we'll all fight ter ther death fur her,' chief; ye had better go away peaceably. Ye hain't got no right ter take ther gal, an' ye know et." "White gal's fattier to blame fur young white man gittin' way frum Injuns ; mebbe she tell you 'bout young white man who kill seven uv Red Knife's best braves." "Yaas, she tole me erbout et, but I kain't see thet Jim Baker er ther gal is ter blame fur ther escape uv ther y.oung white man." "Red Knife see um. "Waal, we don't see erlike, the n, au' ther best thi 1 ! g y e kin do is ter go erway." "Don't think so; best thing white men kin do is to give up white squaw." "No use ter tork enny longer, chief; we'll fight t e r ther death afore we'll do thet." There was a short period of s ilence, and then there was a twanging of bow-strings, followed by the whir-r-r-r of arrows. The Indians had fired a voll e of arrows, in the hope of taking the whites by surprise and killing and wounding a number of them. They were dealing with men who understood the Indian nature, and every man, with the exception of Logan, was lying at full length on his face on the ground. Logan was behind the one tree which stood on the bank of the creek. The result was that the arrows all went too high, going .over the men lying on the ground, and of course Logan was protected by the tree. Immediately following the discharge of the flight of arrows, the Indians gave utterance to a chorus of f e rocious yells, and dashed forward with the intention of crossing the creek and falling upon the white men before the y recovered from the confusion which the flight .of :;.rrows w a s 0xpected to throw them into. Logan waited till he heard the splashing of the feet in the water, and then he gave utteraL.ce to a shrill whistle. This was the signal for the white men to fire, and they obeyed it instantly. Every man and boy fired, and as they were able to make out moving shadows, they in .doing considerable damage. A number of the Indians were ]tilled and wounded, the latter falling in the water and drowning, thus making the volley a very deadly one, indeed. This was m.ore than the Indians could stand, and they whirled and dashed back to the bank they had just left, and they kept right on running. •r guess et's all over further present," said Logan; "an' we kin go back ter our homes." "Wouldn't it be best to leave some men to keep watch, l\fr. Logan?" asked Dick. "The redskins may come back later on, with a strong force, and make au a ttempt to get even with you." "Thet hain't er bad idee, Capt"in Slater; we'll station sentinels out, all aroun' ther settlement, an' then ef ther redskins come back, they won't ketch us nappin'. This was done, and the others dispersed to their homPs. The women and childre n had heard the ye ' lling, and the volley from the rifles, and were much alarmed, but became more calm when they learned that the Indians had been put to flight. Dick went home with Mr. J;;ogan, and remained there that night. ' All was quiet till morning; the Indians did not returu. CHAPTER XI. DICK IS SH01'. After breakfast that morning Mr. Logan and Dick went out of doors and talked the affair of the night before .over in all its phases. "I'm afeerd we air go in' ter see er lot uv trub ble heer afore long," Logan said, with a shake of the head. Dick looked serious, also. "It may not be so bad as it looks," he said, slowly; "but as 'you have said, if the Indians. join in with the redcoats, and the Tory settlers across the creek do the same, it will mako a force so str-0ng that the patriot settlers here. even when reinforced by my Liberty Boys, wm be unable to hold out, I fear." "Thet's ther way et looks ter me." [/ick thought a while, and then his face brightened sud denly. ' "Why didn' t I think of that before?" he exclaimed. "Whut?" asked Mr. Logan. "Of sending to Fort Pitt for reinforcements." Mr. Logan started, and a look of hope appeared on his face. "Et's forty mile ter Fort Pitt," he said, slowly and dubiously. "My horne can go there in five hours, rough though the trail may be." "Thet would be all right, then, mebby," said the settler; '"e!

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14 THE LIBERTY BOYS AT YELLOW CREEK. we kin git word ter ther fort in five hours an' ther sojers start ye hed come out, an' got theer jest arter ye fellers hed hed yer ez soon ez they kin git ready, then they orter git heer by tertrubble with ther Injun.s at ther crick; I made up my min' morrow mornin'." thet theer wuz danger thet they mought git er big gang an' "Yes, and possibly that will be in plenty of time." come back at ye In ther night, an' so I follered 'em, when they "I hope so; but who'll go ter ther fort?" went erway, an' scouted a.mun' iher camp till this mornin', an' "Does your boy Tom know the way?" then I kim heer." , , "Yaas." "Well, you have had a lively night of it, Shark, and a hard "Then why not send him?" one, too," said Dick. "You haven't slept, and I doubt if you "All right; wull ye write er letter ter ther commandin' orsi-have had anything to eat this morning." fer uv ther fort?" ."Yer right erbout thet." "Yes; you tell Tom to go and bridle and saddle my horse, "Come right inter ther house, Shark," said Mr. Logan; "ther and get ready for the trip. I'll have the letter finished by the ole woman'll set ye up somethin' ter eet in er jifl'y." time he is ready. " "All right; don't keer ef I do." "All right." All went into the house, and the hunter was soon eating Mr. Logan hunted Tom up, and told him what to do, while with a vigor that proved he was indeed hungry. Dick entered the house and WTote the letter, Mary Logan "Now fur er nap uv an hour er two," he said, when he had having furnished him with paper, quill and ink. finished; "then I'll be myse'f erg'in, an' reddy fur anuther all-Dick wrote a brief but clear statement of the situation, and night watch, ef necessary." asked that as many soldiers as could be spared be sent immeWhile he was sleeping Mr. Logan and Dick held a council. diately, with orders to make a forced march of it from the and then they called the men of the settlement together and fort to the settlement, as the British might appear at any motold them to hold themselves in readiness for instant actio:u ment. at a given signal. This was to be a pistol shot, and at the When he had finished the letter he went out of doors, and sound every man and boy in the settlement was to seize a found Tom seated on the ba<:k of Major; all ready for the start. weapon and hasten to the Logan cabin. "Here is the letter, Tom," said Dick. "Ride to Fort Pitt When Roper awoke, two hours later, Dick and Mr. Logan a.s quickly as possible, and place this in the hands of the com-had a talk with him. They told him what they had done, and manding officer there." whe he learned that a messenger .had been sent to Fort Pitt "I'll do et, Captain Slater," was the reply. for reinforcements he nodded approvingly. As he spoke the boy placed the letter in his pocket, and then "Thet wuz right," he said. "I'm thinkin' ye'll need all ther with a cheery "good-by" he rode away toward the north. he' p ye kin git; ther on'y trubble is thet mebby et won't git "Keep er sharp lookout fur ther Injuns, Tom," called out heer in time." his father. "You think there is da.ger that the redcoats may reach "Yes, yes, Tom!" cried his mother, who, of course, was here soon?" asked Dick. ., somewhat nervous over her son going on such a trip all alone. "Thet's whut I'm afeerd uv, but they kain't git ter within "I'll look out fur 'em," was the reply, and then the young five miles uv heer without us knowin' uv it, fur I hev got er messenger disappeared around a bend in the mountain trail. man watchin' fur 'em, an' ez soon ez he ketches sight uv 'em While the members of the Logan household were still gazing he'll come an' let us know," up the trail, in the direction ta.ken by Tom, a man emerged "That is good; I'm glad to hear tliat, though I was going to from the timber, half a mile away to the east, and came to-have a man sent to do that ii;ery thing." ward the cluster of houses. "Who is ther man watchin' fur the comln' uv ther redcoats, "There comes a man," said Mary Logan, who was the firat , Shark?" asked Mr. Logan. to see the newcomer. "Joe Bennings." All looked in the direction indica.ted by 'Mary, and Dick ut"Oh, yaas; thet's Rose Baker's feller, hain't et?" tered an exclamation of delight. "Yaas, but Baker is se<:h er rank Tory thet he won't let Joe "I believe it is Shark Roper," he cried. come nigh Rose , so Bennings tells me." "Ye air right; thet's Shark, shore enuff," agreed Mr. Logan. Mr. Logan chuckled. "Yes, thet's Shark Roper," said Rose Baker; "I'd know 'im "Theer's more'n wun way ter skin er cat," he said; "Joe ez fur ez I could see 'im." hez got ter see Rose heer at my house er lot uv times, an' "Jove, I'm glad to see him," said Dick. "I was afraid he Baker don' know nothin' erbout et." had been captured by the Indians or wounded or killed." "Say, thet's er good l?keem," grinned Roper; "I tell ye, there "Oh, I tell ye, Shark knows how ter take keer uv himself," hain't no gittin' erhead uv ther youngsters when they make said Mr. Logan. "Ther Injuns wull hev ter be moughty up theer min's ter er thing." smart th et capter him." "Yer right, Shark." It was Shark Roper, sure enough, and he was given a cor"Waal, Joe is er fine feller, ye bet, an' I hope thet he'll git dial greeting by the members of Mr. Logan's family, all of Rose, fur she Is er fine gal." whom knew he was a patriot; Rose Baker did not know this "You a.re right about that," said Dick. "She is a brave, until she had been told by Dick, but knowing ft now, she noble-hearted and will make any man a good wife." greeted the rough borderman in a very friendly manner. Dick "She is erway yender too good fur thet feller, Bolton, thet seized •the big fellow's hand and shook it heartily, while he Jim Baker wants Rose ter marry," said Mr. Logan. said: "Oh, Bolton Is er blamed rascal, thet's whut he ts;• said "Shark, you are a friend that is a friend . You saved my life last night, and I shall not forget it. If ever I get the cha.n e e yon may -Be sure I shall return the compliment." "Oh , thet's all right," grinned Roper, good-naturedly; "I didn't do much. I knowed the t ther Injuns wanted ter make er pris'ner uv ye, thet they wouldn't try ter kill ye, 'cer>t they wuz afeerd ye wuz gittin' erway, so I knowed I wuzn ' t runnin' much resk of being wounded er killed." ".It was a brave and noble thing to do, all the same, Shark, and I am your friend for life . " "'Vaal, I'm y e r frien', too, ye bet, er I wouldn't hev done whut I did ." "How did you manage to escape from the redskins?" Dick asked. "Oh, I jest went rlppin' through 'em like er tornado goes tea1ing through ther timber, au' then hoofed et fur all I wuz worth. I'm purty good when et comes ter runnin', an' theer hain' t enny redskins whut kin tell me ennythin' I don ' t know erbout gittin' aroun' in the r timber, au' so 1 didn't hev so orful much trubble in gittin' erway." "I'm glad of that, but how does it happen that you did not c o me h ere sooner? " , "Y,,"y, ye see, I went back to Jim Baer's place, ter see how Roper. "I don't hev no manner uv use fur 'im." "I guess you are right about that," said Dick, "and I know that Rose hates him, and she would never consent to marry him." "Thet she wouldn't," said Mr. Logan. Dick and Shark stayed at the Logan house till noon, and ate dinner there; then they took their departuTe, to go and watch for the coming of the Liberty Boys. Shark led the way, and followed the trail that led around the Tory portion of the settlement, and the main trail from the east was struck at a point about two miles east of the settlement. "Let' s do er leetle scoutin' aroun'," said Shark; "ye see ther mought be some reds in the vicinnerty, an' when we thinkin' erbout et they mought plug us with some arrersan' tbet wouldn't be very pleasant." "You are right. it wouldn't." agreed Dick; "well you go one way and I will go the other, and we will reconnoiter." They separated, and put in half an hour at this work then they met at the trail, and were satisfied that there no Indians in the immediate vicip.ity. "I guess we kin rest easy fur a while, enuyhow," said Shark "I judge so," agreed Dick. .

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1 THE LIBERTY BOYS AT YELLOW CREEK. 15 They seated themselves upon a fallen tree, and talked in low tones, while keeping a sharp lookout for the Lib erty Boys. Dick did not expeqt to see them much before sundown, but felt that it was possible they might have mad e 'better time than he counted on, and might put in an appearance ea:lie r . And they did. About the middle of the afternoon a party of horsemen came around a bend in the trail a quarter of a mlle away, and Dick leaped up with a joyful exclamation: "There are my Liberty Boys now!" At the same instant there was the sharp, whiplike crack of a rlfie, and Dick gave utterance to a gasping cry, and fell backward in the arms of his companion. CHAPTER XII. ROPER SHOOTS BOLTON. "Great guns, he' s dead ez er doornail!" gasped Roper. Well might he think so, for the blood was streaming down over Di ck's face, and his eyes were closed, and his form as limp as a rag. Then of a sudden a thought strue k the big fellow, and lowe ring the youth's form to the ground, he bounded away in the di rection from which the shot had sounded. "The seoundre l hez killed my frien', but I'll hev revenge, er know ther reezon why!" said Shark to himself, and as he ran, h . e watched and listened eagerly and intently. His keen ears presently heard the sound of running f eet and the crashing of underbrush, ahd an exclamation of satisfaction escaped the big fellow's lips. "I'm on his trail." be muttered, "an' ef I don't ketch ' im , efll be becos I lmln't, thet's all." He redoubled his exertions and "1ras sure that he was gaining on the fugit!Ye, for the sound of the footsteps and the crashing through the brush grew louder and plainer. Ou dashed Rop e r, and presently be caught sight of the fugi tive. As he did so an exclamation of astonishment escaped bis lips: 1 "Blamed ef et haln' t Bill Bolton!" he cried. "All right, Bully Bill ! I mougbt bey expeckted et, arter Dick tole me bow he'd guv re e r pound!.n' risterday." On das hed the big man . and closer and closer be drew to the fleeing wretch. Roper's jaws were squared, and there was a grim and determined expression on his face. Presently be drew a pistol and cocked it. "Ye killed my frien'.'' be muttered; "shot 'im down in cold blood-murdered 'im, without givin' 'im enny cbanst ertall, an I'm goin' ter put an end ter yer career, ye sarpint ! But I'll give ye er cbanst ter turn an' draw. I ' ll call out ter ye ter stop , and l e t ye know wbut's comin'. " He wus close enough to be sure of bis aim now, and lie called out in a stern, threatening voice: "Stop, Bill Bolton! Stop, or ye air er d ead man! Turn an defend yerse'f. ef ye hev tiler sand ter do et!" Bolt on cast n despairing glance back over bis shoulder, saw he could not get away by running, and he drew a pistol and tlp1wd. like a rat in a corner. He lifted bis pistol and pulled the trigger. .He was a shade slow , however, for Roper fired first. and with a wild cry of Bolton fell to the ground, struggling in the agonies of death. Roper strode forward and gazed down upon the writhing form. There was no pity in his eyes. "Squirm. Ye reptile," be murmured. "Ye desarved wbut ye got, an' I hain't sorry thet I plugged ye. I hit him jest whur I expected ter." he added. "Ther bullet mus' hev went plum ' through bis heart.'' He stood there n few moments and then turned and strode away through the timber. Fifteen minutes later he arrived at the trail, and found Dick sitting on the log, his bead bound up with a handkerchief, while around him were at least one hundred young men-the Liberty Boys. , •'Great guns, hain't ye dead. DickY" exclaimed the big man, in tones of commingled amazement and joy. "Not yet, Shark." was the reply , with a smile. "I bad a close call, the bullet cutting through the scalp and glancing along the skull, but I am worth a dozen dead men.'' "I'm glad ter beer et, by thunder. Wall, wun thing is sar tln. ther pesky varmint whut pegged ye when ye wuzn't ex pecktin' ennytbin' UY ther kin' won't neYer do et no more.'' "Did you catch him?" exclaimed Dick. "Yes-I ketched 'im.'' This was said in such a significant tone of Yoice that the bearers understood, but to make sure Dick said : "Did you kill him. "Deader'n er doornail." '"Who was be?" "Kain't y e guess?'' The youth thought a moment, and then said: "'.l'b e only person I have run across since reaching here that I would think capable of doing such a thing as that fellow did is Bill Bolton.'' Shark nodded. "'.l'het wuz ther critter," be said. "Well, be certainly deserved death," said Dick. "He tried to murder me, without doubt." "Yaas. so be did. Air these yer Liberty Boys, Dick?" "Yes," nnd then Dick told the youths who bis companion waii . They gave 1J.im a friendly greeting, , for they un:perience in this " ' ork, there having been many brawls a t her father's tavern, in which men were wounded so badly they could not be taken away and had to be taken care of there. She bad acted as nurse many times and bad acquired c onsiderable skill. "There. that feels better.'' said Dick, when she had finished. "Thank you, Rose. You still keep placing me under obligations to you." "An' hain't I under oblergations ter ye, Dick -?" the girl said. ''Didn't ye save me frum bein' captured by ole Red Knife las' nigl!t ?" "You might have escaped ; anyway.'' " One of the four Liberty Boys who bad taken up quarters in the Logan home was a youth of nineteen years, named Frank l!'ord. He was a bright, handsome, jolly young f e llow, and be at once took a liking to Mary Logan , who was a very pretty, sweet-tempered, good-hearted girl. Frank began paying atten tion to the girl at once, and she met the youth half way, for she was as much impressed with him as be was with her. Bob Estabrnok n oticed and spoke to Dick. "Frauk is hard bit, old man," be said. "Yes," was Dick's reply. "I see that Mary's bright eyes ha'l'e played havoc with Frank's heart.'' "So tb.eY have."

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lG THE LIBERTY BOYS AT YELLOW CREEK. "Well, I am glad of it, for she is evidently a good girl, and I hope it will turn out to be a match." "So do I." Bob waited till be got Frank where no one could hear him and began joking him. The youth took it good-naturedly. "Yes, I'm in love with tha t girl, Bob," be said. "I'm not ashamed or afraid to acknowledge it, and I'm going to tell her about it before we go away from here and ask her to marry me." Seeing he could not have much fun with Frank, Bob took him by th() hand and wished him success. "Go in and win. old fellow," he said. "I'm going to do so if I can." The shot fired by Bill Bolton, when be tried to kill Dick, and the shot fired by Shark Roper, when be killed Bolton, were beard by a couple of the settlers from the Tory part of Logan Settlement. The two in question were returning home from a hunting expedition, and they hastened forward when they heard the second shot, it sounding close t,o where they then were, and they arrived upon the scene soon after Roper had left. They found Bolton, lying there, still in death, and they stared at him and looked inquiringly at each other. "'Vho in blazes hez killed Bill?" exclaimed one. "I dunno," from the other. "He's dead, shore enuff, hain't he?" "Yaas. He won't neYer line up ter ther bar an' take enny more licker, thet's er fack." As the two of them could not carry the body, one went to the settlement and got five men to come back with him, and the seven had no difficulty in carrying the corpse to the tavern, where it was placed in an upstairs room till a grave could be dug. This was done within the hour, and the dead man was taken out and buried. Then the men who had done this work went to the tavern and drank strong liquor and discussed the strange afi'air eagerly' and earnestly. Who had killed Bolton? Why had he been killed f These were the questions they aske one another, but not one could answer. They finally got drunk, and got to fighting among themselves, and the question of who had killed Bolton was forgotten. Jim Baker, the tavern-keeper, was perhaps the most put-out one of a,11 on account of the death of Bolton. He had long had bis heart set on bis daughter marrying Bolton, and now that was a dream that would have to be relinquished. "Waal, wun thing is sart'in," he said to himself, "she shan't marry thet rebel, Joe Bennings, ef I kin help myse'f, an' I think I kin." Then the thought struck him that in all probability it was Bennings who, had killed Bolton, and he shook his head and looked angry. "F.lf I thort I could prove et," be muttered, "I'd tell ther rest uv ther boys, an' git 'em ter try ter ketch Joe, an' then we'd bang 'im shore." CHAPTER XIII. JOE BENNINGS. "Yes," replie1l Dick. "Tllose \Yere tile Liberty Boys, and we are members of the company." "He's ther capt'in u> ther Liberty Boys," explained Roper, indicating Dick. "Oh, yaas," said Benaings. ''I'Ye heerd erbout ye, Capt'in Slater." "\\'hut's ther news, Joe?" asked Roper. "See ennythin' uv ther redcoats?" "Yas, they're comin'." "They air, hey?" "Yas, but I don't think they'll git heer afore ter-morrer fore noon." "Ye don't?" "No; they're ten miles er more frum beer now, an' I think they'll go inter camp an' wait till mornin' afore comin' much further." "How many men do you think they have with them?" asked Dick. Bennings thought a few moments. "\Vaal, I bain't ther bes' jedge in tber worl'," be said. "but I sb'd say tbet tbeer mus' be three hundred uv 'em, at leastmebby four hundred." bick nodded. "That is about what I expected," be said. "It is possible that there is hundred, as that would be just half a regiment." ' "Yas, theer mougbt be thet menny, though I wouldn' hardly think so." "I there is not so many. We have only about one hun dred and seventy, and some of those are boys." "But t.hey kin shoot P.Z good' ez ther men." said Mr. Logan. "True," said Dick. "I guess they are all right." "An' ther reinforcements may git beer frum Port Pitt by mornin', ye know." "That's so. I hope they will get here. How many men do you think will be sent?" "Hard tellin'. I don' know how menny men they hev at ther fort." "Well, they may send a sufficient force, so that we will be able to rout the redcoats." "I hope thet they will" "We will have to be on our guard to-night," said Dick;. "We'll have to send out scouts to watch for the redcoats, for they might make a night march and attack the settlement be fore morning." "There is one thing that makes me think there isn't much danger of that, Dick," said Bob. "What?'' "They don't know we are here; they think that they have only the patriot settlers to contend with, and that they will have an easy time, and so will be in no hurry to get here and strike a blow in the night." "That is good logj.c, Bob." "I think so." "Yaas, thet's whut I think," said Mr. Logan. Roper and Bennings both concurred in this view of the case. They talked of the situation a while longer, and then Roper turned to Bennings and said : "I hev good news fur ye, Joe." "Whut is th er news . Shark?" "Bill Bolton is dead. " Bennings started, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face. "Is tbet so, Shark f" he exclaimed. "How d'ye know he is That evening, just a while before sundown, while Mr. Logan, dead?" Shark Roper, Dick Slater and Bob Estabrook were sitting out "Becos I killed him." in front of the Logan house, 'talking of the situation, a man Roper spoke in a calm, matter-of-fact voice, as thcugh he emerged from the timber, over to the east of the settlement, were stating some common, every-day fact. / and came toward the spot where the four sat. "Ye killed him, S hark ?" in tones of amazement. "When?" "Tbeer comes Joe Bennings!" exclaimed Roper. "I'll bet "This arternoon." And then in answer to some more ques-ennythin' tbet ther redcoats air comin'." tions, he explained how some one bad shot Dick Slater from "Yaas, thet's Joe," agreed Mr.Logan. ambush, and bow be had gone in pursuit of the would-be as"Is be the man who has been watching for the coming of the sassin, and bad caught up with him. only to find that the person British?" asked Dick. was no other than Bill Bolton; and he told how be had shot the "Yaas," from Roper, "he's tber man." scoundrel down. As the newcomer drew near, Dick and Bob noted that he "Served 'im right," said Bennings. "I wish't it'd be"n me was a rather good-looking young fellow, not so strong and wbut killed 'im, but et wuzn't, an' I'm glad he's dead, fur he rugged as was the case with a majority of the bordermen, but wuz er blamed rascal, an' thet's er fack." manly looking. Then he asked why Bolton had tried to kill Dick, and was Roper and Logan g1eeted Bennings cordially and then intold how Dick had given the bully a terrible thrashing, thus troduced Dick and Bob. , 'earning bis hatred. ' "Do you two fellers berlong with thet party of horsemen 'I Bennings looked at Dick in some wonder and shook bis bead. tbet come erlong ter-day?" Bennings asked, as he shook bands "I don't understan' how ye manerged ter lick Bill," he said. with them. "Ye hain't nigh so big an' stout, an'--"

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.. THE LIBER'PY BOYS AT YELLOW CREEK. 17 "Stop right theer, Joe." said Roper. "He hain't so big, I'll allow, hut be air er mighty sight stouter ner whut Bill Bolton wuz. i\Iebby Ye won't berlee>e me, but Dick, beer, an' me locked horns at ther tavern, over ercrost Yaller Crick, afore I knowed \Yho h e wuz, an' he throwed me downsta'rs an' nigh erbout bruck my neck-fack, shore ez yer erlive !" Bennings and Logan were both amazed, for the latter had not heard of this before. and then in answer to inquiries, Roper told how the encounter had been brought about. "I tell ye, Dick here is ther bes' leetle man in this hull kentry." said Roper, in conclusion. "I'll bet he kin whip enny man thet kin be brought up erg'inst 'im ; in fack, I'll back 'im ter whip two er three times his weight in wildcats." "Yomneedn't go to getting up any affair of that kind," said Dick with a laugh. "1 prefer to fight redcoats. and we will have enough of that to do before very long, I judge." "Thet's so; we'll not bother with ther wildcats." "Say, Joe," remarked Mr. Logan, "theer's sumbuddy in ther house thet ye'll be glad ter see, I'm thinkin'.", An eager light appeared in the borderm!in's eyes, and he asked: "Who is et, Jack?" "Et' s er gal, an' I think her fu'st name is ' Rose.' "Waal, I'Ye told ye all I know, Shark an' Capt'in Slater," said Bennings. "an' ef ye hev no 'bjeckshuns, I guess I'll go in ther house an' see ther folks." "All right; go in an' see ther folks, Joe," grinned Roper, and he accented "the folks.'' Bennings hastened into the house, and found Rose in the kitchen, helping Mrs. Logan wash the dishes. Mary was in the sitting-room, talking to Frank Ford. Rose was one of those girls who are not afraid to show how they feel about anything, and the moment Joe entered the kitchen she ran and leaped into his arms. "Oh, Joe, I'm so glad to see ye!" she exclaimed. The young man kissed her, and replied : "So'm I glad ter see ye, Rose." Then he released the girl and shook hands with Mrs. Logan. , Joe seated himself and talked while Rose dried the dishes, and when the work was finished Mrs. Logan found some work to do in another room and left the lovers together. When Joe Bennings had gone into the house, Dick, Bob, Mr . Logan and Shark Roper talked till it began growing dark, and then they sent a dozen men out to stand guard, to keep from being surprised by the redcoats, though it was not expected that an attack would be made before the next forenoon. It turned out as they expected. All was quiet throughout the night, and nothing was seen or heard of the redcoats or of the Indians who iwere supp o sed to be eager to attack the patriot settlement to get even for the repulse of the night before. Mention was made of the Indians next morning while the members of the Logan family and their guests were at breakfast, and Dick said he feared the Indians might join in with the Tories and redcoats and a conceited attack be made. "In that cas e we will have a hard time putting the enemy to rout," he added. "We may g e t a strong enough force from Port Pitt to make us able to beat them, even after they have combined in that way, Dick," said Bob. "I hope that such will be the case." There was one thing that was worrying Dick and the others considerably, and that was the fact that the boy Tom, who had been sent as a messenger to Fort Pitt, bad not returned. Not much was said about this in the house, for fear his mother .,..ould become alarmed, but when they went out of doors after breakfast Dick spoke of this, and said he was afraid the boy had met with some bad luck. Even as he spoke a horseman came around the bend in the road to the northward from the settlement. "Thar he comes now!" exclaimed Mr. Logan. "Thet's Tom, ez shore ez ye're erlive." "Yes , and that's my horse, Major," said Dick. "Jove! but I'm glad the boy has got back." A few minutes later the boy brought the horse to a . stop in front of the cabin and leaped to the ground. • "You have been to Fort Pitt?" asked Dick. "Yes. I didn't hev any trubble gittin' tbeer; et wuz ez I wuz comin' back thet I run inter ther reds, an' bed ter run ter git erway frum 'em." "And what did the commanding officer say? Is he sending some soldiers to help usf" "Yes." "How many, do you know?" "Three hundred." "Good!" exclaimed Dick. "If tl:ey get here in time we \\Hl be able to rout the redcoats." "They'll be beer in erbout an' hour," said Tom. '".rhey air on'y erbout three miles back up ther trail." "That is good news, indeed," said Dick. CHAPTER XIV. ROUTING THE REDCOATS. Half an hour later one of the scouts came in and reported that the British force was approaching the Tory part of the settlement. Soon all the scouts that had been out in that direction in, and they all reported the same thing-the redcoats were almost to the settlement. One added that he believed he had seen some Indians also. Dick nodded. "Likely you did," he said. "I feared that such woulcl be the case.'' Soon the British force was seen to enter the Tory settle ment. As it was only half a mile, it was easy to see the enemy As yet the Liberty Boys had not shown themselves. Acting under Dick's instructions, they had kept within doors, and it was believed that as yet the Tories did not know of their pres ence. The redcoats, of course, had no way of finding it out. "If we can take them By surprise," said Dick, "and get in ' R hard blow or two, we may be able to hold them of!' till the forcements from the fort get here." "I think so," said Bob. "Will we have a chance to do that?'.' "'.1.'he trouble is that we have no good place for fixing up an ambush. There are no trees to speak of between here ancl the other part of the settlement, nor are there any rocks to I hide behind." "'Ye can hide behind the houses, Dick." "Yes; so we can, and that is our only chance." "Hadn't we better begin taking up our positions there?" "Yes." . Wor.d was sent around, and the Liberty Boys managed to get out and take•up their posit{ons without having been seen in sufficient numbers to arouse the suspicions of the enemy. Then Dick made the rounds, and talked to the youths, and told them what he wanted to do. "We must hold the enemy back till the reinforcements get here," he said; "and then I think that by charging upon them we may succeecl In routing them. They won't be expecting ! to 1be attackeq by a strong force, and the second surprlseour appearance will be the first one-will be too much for them--at any rate I hope so." The youths were of the same opinion, and as Tom Logan had said that the patriot soldiers from the fort would be there! within an hour of the time of his arrival, and as he had been there half an hour, only that length of time remained, and it might be fifteen or twenty minutes or even longer before the British advanced to make an attack. It was not that long. however; tJ:\ey did not pause at the Tory settlemept more than five minutes. Evidently the Tories had known of their coming, and had been ready to join them as soon as they put in an appearance. As the redcoats and Tories advanced, it was seen that there were Indians with them-though not so many as Dick h!td feared might be with them. There were not over fifty, he was sure. He sized the British force up as carefully as was possible, and made up his mind that there were not five hundred. "Possibly there are four hundred of them," he told him self; "but there is not enough to exceed that number, I am sure. Then there are about sixty Tories and fifty Indiansa total' of a little more than five hundred. that Is big odds against as It stands now, but when the relnforce-1 ments from the fort get here it will pretty nearly even up matters; and if we can surprise the enemy and knock out 1 a hundred or so of them before they know what is happening, we will be in a position to put them to rout, If everything/ works as It should." The enemy's combined force soon reached Yellow Creek, and as It was a shallow stream, they waded across, and came on toward the settlement. Of course, they thought they would have an easy time beat- • / lng the patriot settlers and burning their homes, and they advanced with such confidence that they were careless, and 1 the majority of the British soldiers had their muskets Ol1 their

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18 THE LIBERTY BOYS AT YELLOW CREEK. ========================= shoulde r s , whe n tl! e y w e r e i n mus k et-sl!ot di stance of the neurest r o w of h o u ses . Dick waited till they w e r e cl ose e n o u g h s o that the Liberty Boys would b e sure to be a b l e t o do a-ood e x ecution and the n he gave the signar to fir e . "' ' Instantly the youths leaped out and takin"" aim fired a volley. ' " ' They did wonderful execution at least sixty of the red coats, Tories and Indians fallin g . the y l eaped back b ehind t he houRes before the en e my could return the fire, and as they drew their pistols, the patriot settlers fired a volley, and brought down at least twentyfive more of the attacking party. G1ving vent to wild yells of rage, the redcoats and their allies rushed forward, eager to get revenge upon the rebels. They were met with two pistol volleys in rapid succession, nnd such havoc was created in their ranks that they came to !l halt in spite of the loud y e lls of the ofllc e1 in command and seemed on the point of retreating . The y finally fired a but, of course, did not do much damage, as the bullets lodged in the logs of the houses and only a few found lodgment iu the bodies of the patriots. Then Dick gave the signal' to charg e and the Liberty Boys dnshed forth from b ehind the hou s es , 'an4 charged upon the enemy, firing pistol shots as the y went They gave utterance to wild • e lls , and this added to discomfiture of the British and their 'allies. Down with the klng! Long live liberty!" was the cry, and tbe r e dc oats • . and Indians suqdenly yielded to their feelings of t ear and turne d and fle d back toward Yellow Creek. The officer in co mm and was carried back that far, in spite of his attempts at s t anding his ground and his entreaties for the men to s top fleeing and fight as sol
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. ) THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. CURRENT NEWS \ A bull belonging to Charles Frick, farmer, Cuyahoga Falls, Ohio, was turned loose in t he barnyard recently for exercise. He got it by tearing down two fences and chasing W . M. Thayer, a neighbor, up a tree. Mr. 'I1hayer re mained in the tree an hour. The bull had to be shot be fore Mr. Tl!ayer could be rescued. George Flock, a prominent ranche r near Yreka , Cal., was badly bitten by a sow with a litter o f pigs. At the time o f the accident he was passing through a yard w ith a six day-old pig in a s ack on his back . The pig gave a squeal and the old sow, on hearing it, jumped for the sack, tearing it off Flock's back. She then made for Flock, who ran for the fence, but before he could reach it he was bitten twic e in the leg. I Search for a :ortune supposed to have been hidden in the shack of .Tames Kehoe, a recluse in Bloomington Town ship, Minn., who died recently, ended in failure . The old man left two . bank accounts totaling $2,00 0 , but his brother, William Kohoe, thought more money would be found in the house. With E. S . St. Martin, the town clerk, he ran sacked the place, but fo und n o money. E. S. St. Martin was appointed administrator of the estate by Probate Judge John A. Dahl. James Keho e had lived in Bloomington for nearl y forty ytars. Because a policeman assigned to the Harbor Police Sta tion, San Francisco, has an ear for music, Frederick Lee, a tenyear old runaway from San Jose, will be returned to a distracted mother who is said to be seriously ill. The boy left home and had been sought for all over the State . The description of young Lee included the information that he is a talented singer and .might be found around some saloon coaxing ni, ckels with his voice . The policeman was passing the Ferry Building when there came to his ears the strains of "Tipperary. " He invest i gated and f ound Lee, surrounded by an admiring crowd and with several dollars in nick el<> and dimes in his hat. The boy will be r eturned to his mother. Work is pro gre s sing rapidly on a new tele scope , which will be probably, for a short time only, the largest tele scope in the world (pending the completion of the 100inch reflector for Mt. Wil son). The disk for the great mir ror started from Antwerp about a week before the war ; broke out. After its arrival at New York the Pennsylvania ' Railroad was about a week in finding a suitable car to transport it to and the n there was furth11r delay be fore an iron wagon could be obtained to transpport it to Dr. Bras h ear' s w orki::hop, wh e r e it was finally placed on the grinding table. The haz . ardous work of boring and smoothing 0ff the hole in the cen te r of the minor has been ac complished with entire success. It is expected that the mounting will be complet e d b y October next. Liabilities, "the devi! only know s how much." Capita l 1 and undivided profit s , four ango r a c ats. 'I1hat is how Dep uty Sheriff J. H. Roo t summarizes the financial conditio n j of the defunct bank of R ockto n , Ill., whose owDer, Geor g e Toeng es, suddenly quit the village three miles south of B e1 loit, Wis., leaving a crowd of dismayed villagers with emp t y pocketbooks to mourn his hurried exodus. R oot posted announcement of a special auction sale at which the I four perfectly good cats will be sold to the highest bidders to satisfy the creditors. 'I1oenges started the bank in Rock-1 t on last June. For six months he grew in esteem and 1 trust of his fellow-townsmen, and deposits in his bank gre w i in proportion. . '!Jlen one day the villa g ers awoke to fin d \ the affable banker had di s appeared and aiiout $3,000 of their deposits with him . Constituting the largest single commercial moto r cycl e order ever plac e d, the recent purc hase of 220 Indian moto r ' cycles by the New York Tele phone Company is a r emarka ble tribute to the efficiency of the gasoline cycle in te l e phone service. It is no s e c ret that the motorcycle bas per manently establi s hed itself as an essential unit of the telephone companie s ' plant departments, and the sales of machines to telephone have been steadily iri creasing . Another verv s ignificant phase of this record breaking contract is the returning prosperity it forecasts. The rel!!tives of Edward Kimble, a farmer, 82 years old , It indi cate s a loosening of t he purse strings of great corpo and his wife, Josephine , both of whom died of pneumonia rations for new equipm ent. The constant high efficiency recently, ass embled at the Kimble House, near Coop erswhich the public demands of the telephone service forc e s town , N . J., for the func1al . Before the ceremonies a memthe company to s ubject its motorcycle trouble squad to ex ber of the family who was cleaning up the kit hen found treme ly hard usage in all weathers in locating and reme d y $200 in gold in a 111Sty tincan which had beiin thrown into :ug s ervice interruptions which occur unexpectedly over a 11 rubbish heap . Further search resulted in the discovery ' large territory. Having been a large user of motorcyc le s of more gold and banknotes hidden in crockery, tincans for sev eral years, the New York Telephone Company h a s and books . The hunt IYM su s pended for the funeral, but compiled very elaborate and accurate maintenance records, after returning from the cemetery the searchers ransacked which sho.v that its motorcycles are being operated a t less the house and found altogether more than $1,000. The than a c'ent per mile. It therefore was in a most excellent barn and outbuildings will be exami n ed and neighbors position to appraise value s and its selection of the Indian who saw Kimble digging in his garden h ave suggested tliat excl u sively constitutes another recommendation by big b usiit b e spaded up. ne!!s.

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, 20 THE LIBERTY B OYS OF '76 . T h e y orks and the Yanks I -ORTHE RIV AL SCHOOLS OF LAKE CHAMPLAIN By RALPH MORTON (A S E R I A L STORY) CHAPTER II (continued) The boys filled all the available space, and stood in a i;olid line on the after deck, awaiting the attack of the Yanks. This attack was made in .a different quarter, however, irn.d showed able generalship on the part of the leader of the High School forces . The moon was shinmg full and clear, and the boys needed no better light. "Great Scott!" cried Jack Forrest, in the pilot house of the Thnrman, "they'r<: going for our boathouse !" "High School, High School, 'rah, f-ft, boom-sh!" rang out on the night, startling the echoes near and far. " 'Cademy, 'Cademy, 'rah-'ru.h-'rah !" roared Jack, leap ing from the pilot-house and dashing across the gang p lank. "To the rescue, coys, or they'll have our boats!" T;1e clubhouse and docks of the Port Francis Boat Club, t.o which the majority of the Military Academy boys befongcll, were on the laJrn front, a few rods to the north of tbe ferry slip. A picket fence with a gate was supposed to off in t ruders, but the High Rchool f e llows made short work of t lie gate, for in an instant almost it was off its hinges, w hile the marauding Yanks made a dash for the floats and b oathouses where the club's boats were kept. .If they could get the ferryboat they would be con tent with yawls, skiffs, and shells . ''To the rescue, boys!" yelled Jack, and, followed at a short distance by three .or ' four of his chumi> and at a greater by thirty or forty, he raced across the intervening s pace and through the gateway. The Yanks were already at work, but a considerable force h ad been left in the rear to meet just such an attack as this. J ack expected to be followed at once by two score of his schoolmates, but suddenly found to his dismay that h e was nearly alone, confronting a score or more of the Y a n ks . "Come back, Jack!" shouted Phil Witherton and Ben Thurman, but the warning came too Jack was seized and dragged toward the water, and when his comrades came swarming to his rescue thev found the d oor of the boathouse closed against them and strongly b arricaded. "Come on, boys, let's chase 'em in the Thurman !" s h o uted Phil. "If th8y don't give him up we'H run 'em down!" Meanwhile the High School boys had not been inactfre, and when the Academy hays ran back to tl'ie ferry slip they saw several of their boats, well loaded, pulling out upon the l ake, while others were rapidly being made ready to follow. Unless something decisive was done at once, it was clear that the Yanks would score heavily against the Yorks. The captain and pilot of the Thurman, evidently taking sides with neither faction, and not desiring to be again swarmed upon by a lot of excited boys, had left the slip, and was now thirty feet from shore, simply drifting. "Hallo, Captain Tom!?' bawled Ben Thurman, who, be cause the ferryboat was named for his grandfather, seemed to think that he owned her, "come back this minute!" "Can't tlo it, sir!" drawled the captain . "Come back, I say . Don't my father own the boat?" "The company does, an' he's president, that's all." "Well, that's enough. Come back here, I say, or I'll have you discharged!" "I've be'n chartered to take the Willer Beach boys home, and I hain't got no room for extry passengers," drawled the captain. "I've done my reg'lar trips . " "But they're taking our boats . " "Can't help that, sir. If they don't 'vant to go back with me I'm saved an extry trip, that's all." Ben shouted all manner of threats to the ferryboat cap tain, but the latter was obdurate and remained just too far c rnt for the boys to reach him. They stormed the boathouse again and succeeded in breakfog down the barricade and getting to the floats, but by this time not an available boat was left, and from those now well out on the lake came th taunting cry, ringing out shrill anrl clear across the lake: "'Rah-'rah-'rah ! B-W-H-S ! High School, High Schoo l , 'rah, f-ft, boom, sh!" "Confound 'em!" muttered Ben . , Then a sea rch was made for Jack, but he was nowhere to be fou nd . His friends thought that he might have been locked u p somewhere in the boathouse, but a thorough search revea l ed no trace of him. He had not been locked up in the boathouse . He bad been carried off by the Yanks in one of the club's poats. The boys hustle d him into the first one that put off, and two or three of them held him while others rowed. H e was hel.Dl.ess an d could not even shout to his friends .

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THE LIBEUTY BOYS OF '76. 2t as one of the boys stuffed a h8.lldkerchief into his mouth, while two sat on his knees and two others held bi s b ehind him. When they were awa y from s hore and beyond the clan ger of pursuit, Dick Barnes, who headed the boat and was the boy's ronsin , said sneeringly : • ''Well, Mr. Jack, you thought :vou were pretty smart, but our crowd got the best of you. what do you s uppos e w e are going to do with yon?" Jack did not answer, because he could not, and Dick continued : ''We'd sen-e you right if we chucked you in the lak e and let you swim ashore; but we'll do better than that." "What are you going to do with him, Dick ?" a s ked Jim Wood. ''We'll give his friends a jolly good hunt for th e beggar,'' answered Dick . "Putting on lots of airs , aren't you, going to a military school and all that wheu you ought to be at work? A boy who has no more money than you ought to go to work instead Qf giving himself so many airs." "They claim that there was a late1 will, Dic k, mad e after his father got his money," spoke up Tom Trimble, who was a beUer sort than Dirk, "by whi ch Jack and his sister would have had what you folks got, and you would have had what he has now." "Nothing of the sort; there was no later " ill,'' snapped Dick. "My unc1e alway s thought more of us than he did of Jack. That's all rubbish about a later will. If there was one made, why wasn't it produced?'' "Ask me something easier,'' laugh ed Tom. "But I don't think you ought to twit him on -not haYing a lot of m oney. That's no crime , and I 've a l ways hearcl that Jack was a good fellow. He's ahrayc seemed so, anyhow.h "That's all you know,'' snarlecl Dick, steering the boat toward a litt l e wooclecl i l'land about half a mile from the Vermont !Side. "Where are you going?" asked 'l'orn. "We'll l ea1e him on Ship Island,'' laughed Dic:k. "He can't get away unless he s wims, and his fricm1s will hav e fun finding him.'' Tom demurred to thi:::, but the ot h ers thought it was great fun, and in a few minutes, when the boat reached the !"hallow water just off the island, Jack was hastily droppe d over the si de and left t.o make his way ashore . Ill. .JACK MAKES 'l'IfE BEST OJ<' 'l'illXGi;. The island on which Jack Forrest had been left was not more than two hundred feet long and rose not much higher than ten feet aboYe the level of the lake at its high est point, being little more than a rock upon which trees bad grown and sand had been washed. There were no tall trees upon it, but the three, tall er than the others and standin g well above them, gave the island its name, they being likened to the masts of a ship. There was an opening two in the middle of the i s land, and a good, white sandy beach at one end; but the greater part of it was simply a tangle of underbrush and driftwood. and it was doubtful if eyen a rat could be found on it. Jack waded ashore, pulled the handkerchie f out of his mouth and shoutcil as the boat moved rapidly away : "Goocl-nig-ht, you fellows . Yon're not verY civ il , I must say . :Much obliged for putting me ashore. Some day I'll return the comp I iment. " The Yanks ans w ered with their Rchool yell; and in a fe w minutes J ark lost sight of them a.<> he entered the thicket to look for dr.1 wood with which to make a fire. It was cool, but as h e might be obliged to remain on the i8land, it was quite to h:we a fire, and he at once bega n looking for the material with which to build one. H e mad e a pile oI tlry b\ush on the beach whe r e the fire wonld not be likely io spread, pnt plent:v of lea1es unller it, and then, being always supp li ed with matches, lighted the pile and watched it burn. Then he gather ed heavier wood, and fintling an old rotten tree tnmk not far away, rolled it to the fire and made a sort of back l og of it, putting his stic ks and twigs in front. H c soon had a good s olid fire going, and this he added to from time to time, putting on all the hard wood he c•oultl find, stufi' that would not burn. out quickly, but which would give fo1{h a strong heat when thoroughly ignited. Rolling a number of good sized stones from the beach to the edge of the burning pile, he made a sort of fireplace, filling in the s paces b e tween with wet rnnd and smal l stones, thus preYcnting the fire from spreadip.g to the woods . " '\\'h e n lie hacl a good hot fire and one that was likely to for some 1ime, he cut a number of pine branches , placed some of them on the ground, and then , lying down, covered him self with t h e rest. "I don't c:arn (o sv.-im over to the Vermont si de," he mused, "and I certainly do:n."t \;\rant to swim to Port Francis to-night. I shan ' t be verv uncomfortable, and when morning romes it will be time to make up my mind what to do. The Yanks got the best of me this time, sure enough, but it will he my turn next . I'd lik e to get s quare on Dick, though I wouldn't be as mean as he is for a farm.'' Jack's father had been rich, but at his death in a railroad accident. a few :venrs before, the only will foi.md was one that had been made befo r e he had acqt1ircd his wealt h. . Thii;; l eft to Jack and Daisy, his children, a sum equal to about four hundred dollars a year, the balance of his estate going to his sister and her children. It was clearly an injustice, and there was falk of a later will: but none was -fountl, and although the friends of the chi ldren tried to break the earlier will, all they succeeded in doing was to effect a compromise b y which the children w ere allowed five hundred dollars a year apiece . Jack's aunt was dead, and his uncle by marriage was un willing to make even this compromise, but was finally forced to do so by the weight of public opinion . Tho money wa s supposed to go to Di ck and ]1is brother ancl siste r, but Barnes was the guardian, and was a man mol' e likely to look after himself than to conside r his drcn; and so, by time the estate was to be divided, it 1 was probable that Dick would get not more than half of what he expected. (To be continued)

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THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. FACTS WORT H READINO WATCH WITH O.XE HAND. While watches without hands, or with but a single hand, are by no means new, an ingenious watch of the latter class, of French make, is interesting. On a semi circle at the top of the dial plate is a scale graduated to indicate minutes . lower part of the wat\'h face has a raised plate, ancl from under it is a wide pointer which passes along the scale of minutes, so as tc point to the minute :figure. Near the end of the pointer is a large figure indicating the hour, 6 for instance. When the pointer reaches GO on the minute scale it disappears under the plate and a new marker ( 7) appears at the zero side of the scale . ELECTRIC LAMPS IN THE STA'l'ES. According to a recent report of the Bureau of Census, in 1912 there were 560))81 arc lamps wired for service in use in the United States, as against 85, 557,819 incandescent lamps . The number of arc lamps showed a gain of nearly forty million. The number of electric lamps used for street lighting in 1912 is given as 848,643 arc lamps and 681,379 incandescent lamps. The geographical distribution of the lamps !!hows nearly eight million for the Kew England di 'l'ision, twenty-two million for Middle Atlantic, nearly nine teen million for East N orlh Central, eight million for , West Xorth Central, nearly four million for South Atlantic, two .million for East South Central, three million for \Yest South Central, two million for Mountain and nearly eight million for the Pacific division. COAL CONSlJM:PTION. When Germany and France were last at 1rar people in the United States were burning on the average less than one ton of coal in a year, says the Philadelphia Ledger. When Garfield was elected President, a decade later, the consumption of coal had risen to a ton and a half for each inhabitant. ]for every _ person in the United States more than five and one-half tons of bituminous and anthracite were burned in 1914. What
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THE LIBER'rY BOYS OF '76. 23 Stev e and the Spanish Spie.s -OR-WORK ING ' FO R CUBA'S CAUSE By C APT. G EO. W . GRANVILLE / ( A SERIAL STORY) CHAPTER XVIII (continued) "They are putting off in boats!" cried ".rony. "They Jennie sighed. "And yet I "'as born within a short are Spaniards. I'll bet a hat!" distance of this 1ery place," she said . "Steve, it may be, Se,eral boats were hastily launched. as you !:lay, but it didn't used to be so. The Spaniards Steve got out Captain Gonza;les' night glass, and had a haYe made this whole country a wilderness . If we are . look. where I think we are, there should be several towns in "Thafs what they are, Spaniards !" J]e cried. "I can sight among the hills . " see their uniforms . Let 'em come! Run up Old Glor)-, "Boca Fonda for one,'' said. Tony . "That ought to be cap! We'll give 'em what we gave the patrol boat! 'l'hey'll right over there-you remember, Jennie?" never boarc1 the Colombo, but the sha.rks may ha •ve a picnic "Yes, indeed. Wheh's the lighthouse, Tony?" to-night." '"There ! Don't you see it? No light, though." "Who says there is no light?" cried Ste>e. "Look ! Look!" Suddenly a tongue of flame shot up from the shore. It seemed to spread itself, and in a moment there was a big blaze . Then Steve knew how little one can depend upon one's vision at night looking at such a distance. Around the fire, which seemed to be built on the beach at the foot of a tall brick lighthouse, he could s ,ee many dark figures moYing. "It's Boca Fonda !" cried Jennie . "That's my old home ! they Spaniards or Cubans? SteYe, we must stop till we know." "Yes, and we'll stop whether or no in a minute!" claimed 'I'ony. "You remember the bar, Jennie? It sets across the mouth of the bay here." Steve ran for Captain McGuffey, meeting him at the cabin door. ''\Ye'll be on the bar in a moment!" he cried. "Look alive!" "Blamed if I don't know it, but I've just found it out !" growled the mate, who came tumbling out of the cabin with Senor Boleros at his heels . He shouted to the man in the wheelhouse, but it was too late now. Suddenly there a shock which caused the Colombo to tremble from stem to stern . "Stuck in the mud, by !" cried "Here's a :fool job for you and all my fault!'' Suddenly a gun boomed out on shore . They 'llaitecl, expecting to feel the shot strike them, but it did not come. Meanwhile, the Colombo had listed badly to the port side, the pull of the Sancho Panza making it worse. Again the gun boomed . This time they saw the shot strike the water and send i t splash i ng up, a long way from them . CHAPTER X IX. THE LAST OF THE S.ANOIIO P.A.2'Z.A.. The Spanish boats from tne Cuban shore were--rapidly approaching the Colombo, when Captain McGuffey came up to Steve and said: ''Bo rs, I d_on't want lo interfere with your plans n one , for I'd like nothing better than to see you blow them Spaniards to blazes, but I could pull off of this here bar i.f it wasn't for our tow." "Do it I Do it!" cried Andre Boleros. "We don't want nny more fighting, SteYe; all we want to 'do •is to get ashore and land our arms. It was a mistake coming into this bay, anyhow. Let the Sancho Panza go." "Does she draw more water than we do?" asked Steve. "'I'hat she does-a good six inches more, even loaded down as we are," replied the captain. "I think I coultl force the Colombo oyer if it. wasn't for the pull of the tow, but we could never get the Sancho Panza over in the world." "Where would we go if we got over?" asked Steve. "Right around that point; a river runs into the ocean thr.re,'' said Jennie. "It's; the Huerfano . It would be au easy matter to run the steamer up the river a mile or so. It's a perfE'ct jungle, and we should be comparatively from attack." ".And could then unload our arms?" "Exactly," said Tony. "Don't be stubborn, Sieve. It is certainly what we want to do." "I giYe in," replied SteYe, after a moment's refie<:tion. ''We'll take your advice, captain . I wish we could put our prisoners on the Panza, but I suppose there ain't time for that?" "Indeed, there ain't. We've got to hustle or sto p and blow these boats to blazes . "

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24 THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. "Which we could caRily do." "Don't be so sure! Have you l ooked at the dynamite gun 1ately ?" "No. What do you mean?" "You'd better look and see. Somebody has been muss ing with that there gun. Perhaps you can find that long nosed fraud Perez, but I can't." ' Here was startling information. All hurried to the gun. Into the muzzle a big iron pin had been driv_en. Ilow this could have been done without any one knowmg what was going on Steve was at a loss to imagine, but there the pin was. It did not seem to be wedged in very tight, but Steve could not get it out, and Tony tried and failed. "I tried all that before I told you," said Captain McGuffey. "There's no doubt it's Pere z's work. He did it while we were watching the shore. Perhaps he's hiding below; perhaps he has jumped overboard. :M:r. Boleros, did you give him the money you promised him the time of the fight?" "Yes, I did," replied Boleros. "I'm a man of my word, captain, every time." . ' ' Then let me make bold to say that you were a big fool for doing it; but come, bo&s, we must act if we are going to. Every moment is precious now, and we've al ready lost too much time." "Send a boat for the guard and cut the prize adrift!" cried Steve. It -was done. ' M.eanwhile, Steve continued to watch the Spanish boats through his glass. They were steadily advancing, but did not gain as rapid ly as he had pxpected . Evidently distances were deceptive there in the moon ligh t, and the shore was further away than they had sup. posed. As soon as the gua . rd came on board Captain McGuffey cut the hawser ;:md let the Sancho Panza go adrift. "\'i'bat will become of those poor prisoners?" sighed .Jennie. "It seems almost cruel to send them off like that when they can't help themselrns . " "It'$ got to be," s aid Steve, sett ing his lips firmly. "We didn't make these conditions. They were made for us. They would have sia ught e red every man on the Colbmbo if our positions were reversed-that's the Spanish style." "Don't be too hard on us, . Steve. Remember, I am Spanish myself." from the lower encl of the bar towa.rtl which she was rapid ly drifting; at the same time all tJrn boats tumed and shot off in the opposite direction with a s uddenness and energy whid1 surprised the watchers on the Colombo. But the matter was explained in a moment. All at once ther(} was a deafening report. Steve and Tony, who were watching the Panza, saw her part ships, both sections seeming to rise out of the water, which shot up all around her to the height of many feet. "A mine! A mine!" Jennie had just time to gasp, when the patrol boat sank out of sight. It was horribly startling . Jennie covered her face with her hands. "Oh, those poor wretches ! Think of their fate!" she groaned . "It would have been ours if we had struck the bar where they did," sa id Steve, sternly. "The Spaniards set the trap for the Yankee pigs, and their own friends were caught in it. We are not to blame." . By this time the Colombo was off the bar, an.d McGuffey started her at ;full speed for the pomt, which was quickly rounded. • The Spa:Q.ish boats did not attempt to follow. Thf::y changed their course again, and all pulled for the scene of the disaster. Perhaps there were lives to be saved . Steve could not tell, for now the point hid the Bay of Boca Fonda from their view. Steve saw that they had entered another and deeper bay, with the shore very close to them. "This is the place we ought to have struck for but didn't," said Andre Boleros. "There ' s the mouth of the Huerfano River. Run her right up, captain, there's water enough to float her for more than a mile." And the Colombo, with ' Old Glory at her peak, went steaming up the river. It was very different from what the Spanish spies who fitted her out intended. The stolen arms , instead of being turned over to Blanco's mercenaries in Havana, would soon be in the hands of the patriots. And all this through the pluck and energy of one Yankee bov. Truly Steve Bolton bad already work e d to some purpose for Cuba's cause! CHAPTER XX. ( "It's hard to realize it, Jennie. Pardon me; but you THE .A.TT.A.OK IN THE FOREST. know we are both workin g for Cuba. The tide is running "Do we land here?" in, and perhaps it will carry the Panza on the bar; at all "Right there, abreast of that big chimney you see towevents, I've no doubt they' ll be able to manage somehow. ,, ering above the palm trees. What's the matter with that man? I s he crazy? Look!" "And then what! How can we tell that the Spaniards Look ! The boa.ts have turned away from us-they are may not follow us here?" . giving up the "Not from Boca Fonda . . It would take them hours to 'l'he propeller had started again, and the get here by land. Between the town and this point is steamer was struggling with tll.e bar, apparently making a perfect jungle, but there may be ether Spaniards in some slight advance, although it was rather difficult to here for all we can tell." tell, when suddenly a man stood up in the foremost of Certainly, Tony's remarks were not very encouraging, the Spanish boats, and, putting his hand to his mouth, but Steve did not seem to be much disturbed by them. shouted something unintelligible, at the same time motioninsz to the Sancho Panz;i. !l-8 thoua,:h to warn her awu .(TJ be continued)

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THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. 25 FROM AI"'L POINTS Suffering from mental depression brought about by ill ness, Mr:>. W. F. Cockerell, aged thirty, of Delray, Va., a suburb of Washington , recently leaped down the elevator shaft of the Washington Monument and fell 4 70 feet to her death. The body was crushed almost out of human semblance . A pathetic note of farewell to he r husband, whom she addressed as "The Dearest Husband in the Wo rld,'' was found in her purse. In it she expressed regret f o r the step she was about to take and as k ed that 1rnr re mains be c r emated . A romantic and mysterious expedition will l eave Eng land in about three weeks . It will cons ist of corps of frontiersmen raised by Lieut. Col. D. P. Driscoll, D . S . 0., who beaded a bod y of gcouts in the South African war . Ac cording to that office r it will go "on a sort of special mis s ion" in a tronica1 country. Colonel Driscoll says that men with the old English spirit• of enterprise will get all the fun and :fighting they want. Among the offi9ers of the corps are such noted big game hunte rs and travele r s a.s F . C . Selous, Cherry Kearton and G. H. Outram. A report of five Japanese cruisers guarding South Pa cific lanes of travel and l ooking for the German cruisers Dresden and Prince Eitel Frederick has been brought to San Francisco, Cal., by Capt . William Stevens of the B ritish steamer Maitai, which arrived from Sydney, Austr alia . Capt. Stevens said he had been in communication with several of the Japap. e se warship s while in the South Seas and that he had been told by radio to have no fears for the safety of the Maitai . . as the cruis ers. w e re within ea s y steaming dis tan ce. At Tahiti Cap t . Steven s said be had learned that the J apan esc cruis ers made frequent call s a.t the 'Frenc h So c i e t y Islauds . The cruiser Dresclen was the sole German suniYo r of the naval battle fought off the Falkland Islands with E n glish ships . The Prince Eite l Frederick has b e en vanously reported on the Atlantic and P acific oceans . ' The larg est spider web in the world was spun , not by a spider, but by human hands. It stands on the lawn of a Chicago man' s country home and is of such tremendous size a s to startle the passerby when he first sees it . . The creator of this intere sting oddity conceived the idea of at tempting to see how closel y an actual spider's web could be reproduced with rope. Selectin g two immense trees on the lawn of his home, he spun b e twe e n them this spider's web, forty by sixty feet, , which .is so strong that a boy or man may easily climb to the cente r or top of it. The web faces the main thoro u ghfare, which passes the ho use, and is o ne of the most fascinating country ground decorations ever seen . The spinner could not attain the minu teness of the actual spider's work, but Qame so ne-ar to it that the il lusio n i s almogt perfect . The uniqueness of the undertak ing catches and fascinates every eye . The l ast annual report of the Comm issioner of Fishe ries calls attention to the desirability of developing widespread interest in poncl culture , both in artificially com t ructed fish plore r s l eft here on December 2 6 . They intend to explor e region s neve r I before vi sited b y a whit e man where nothing i s !mow n scientifi c all y o f the anima l and bird life. The trip i s being made unde r the auspi c e s o f t h e A m erican :M. useum of I Natural History arid the Field Museum. Much money is lo s t annually b y private motori s t s and by dealers in tires and tube s in small communities, beca use o f the tendency of the rubber tubes to becom e hard and brittle after a few months of storage . To fold up tubes, cover them with chalk and put them in pasteboard boxes is only a makeshift. They ;vill lo s e their resiliency after a while . A G erman rubber manufacturer not long ago furnished to all his dealers instruction s ru; to h o w best to care for inner tub es. According to these, the bes t way to preserve tubes is to blow them up to the pressure in an ordinary rubber baJl; to hang them upon one or two fairly thick, round poles, stretched h orizontally , in a darkene d room, in which a dish of unslaked l ime and one of ammonia solution are p l aced in the corners on_ the floor. This ar r angement keeps the air free of destructive acids and re tards the p r ocess of vulcanization which goes on i n t he tubes .

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2G THE LIBER'IlY BOYS OF '76. THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76 NEW YOHK, ::\1AR.C'H 26, 1915. TERMS TO SUBSCRIBER.S Singl e Cople!I ............................................ . One Copy Th re" Montb.s .............................. .. One Copy Six Month5 .............. : ................... . One Copy One Year ..................................... . Postage Free • 05 Cents .65 Cents 1.25 2.50 HOW TO SEN!l MONEY-At oor risk sena P . o. Money Oraer, Cheok or Rdglatered Le\t.er; remittances !n any or,ber w:iy are at. your rt sk:. we o.c<>ept PostR.lle 8,.t{Lmps the s-:tme a3 When silver the envelope. HA••T 8. Wot.FY, P'rt1dent } ROT 1 •. Mc0A.1' : 0St.1.., V1ce-rresh1etti N. HAllTINQI' Wo1.n, Trl!&llUrer OllAat.r.8 &. NTLAND:v.n, Socrawry Frank Tousey, Publisher 168 West 23d St., N. Y. BRIEF BUT POINTED ITEMS The body 0 Frank James, the former outlaw, was cremated in S}. Louis. Ro1Jert James, a son, and Jesse James, a nephew, said the final ceremonies. Thousands were on the !?:round. The ashes will be held for burial in the grave of J ames's widow. Tests completed by the dairy d epartment of the Ohio State University estabiish a new world's record in milk production . The champion is },,fame. Cowan, a fhe-year old Guernsey cow of Barberton. In a year she produced twelve tons of milk and 1 ,400 pounds of buttei. Vincent Astor will soon be the most extensive apple grower in the State of New York. It became known the other day that he has placed an order for 2,100 trees, which will be planted on his l arge estate, Ferndiffe. at Rhine beck . The order wa s placed with the Harrison K ursery o f Berlin, Md. In haste to be weddcl in order to catch a train. the Rev. J. E. of Spur. Texas. located his friend, the H.ev. Mr. Williams, of the Srar of ITopc ::\-fission, Houston, Texas, at a local bank and "ll'as married by him to Miss Edna Carraway. 1'he ceremony was perfonued in the safety deposit vault of the bank to insure privacy. An autopsy performed, follo,.;ing the death of Ethe1 Wright, twenty-two yea r s old, of Red Lion, n ear York, Pa., reYealed a large back tooth lodged in her right lung. Nine weeks ago a11 of the girl's upper teeth were extracted by a dentist, and it jg belieYecl that one of them unob servecl s1ipped down her windpipe. The infect i on produced pneumonrn . A "ll'oodpecke r is blamed for large additions to Ilwaco's bill for city water. The contract for filling the municipal reoorvoir is let to a power company and an elec tric indi cato r notifies the engineer when the required depth of water has been p.roYided. For some months tlie bill has been regarded as excessive and the number of hours-required daily to fill the L:1sin has varied to a marked degree . Imestigation has p1aced. the blame on an innocent wood pecker which chose one wire for a perch and with its tail touching the other wire made a short circuit so that the en ,gineer's qignal to stop uumping was controlled by the wood pecker s rest rather than the depth of water provided. JOKES AND J E STS ''There's one thing I'm not quite clear about, doctor." "Well, perhaps l can enlighten you . " "Perhaps you can. Why was it you administered chloroform when you per fomied the operation and did not when you presented your bill?" Settlem1mt Worker (visiting tenements)-And your fa ther is working now and getting two pounds a week? That's splendid ! And how much does he put away every Saturday night, my de::r? Little Girl-Neyer less than three quarts, ma;arn ! Mrs. Lobb-What , on earth is that? Mr. Lobb-ThiR, my dear, is a barometer-a present from our son at col l ege . Mrs. Lobb-Oh, I\e heard of them! Isn't the clear boy thoughtful? Which way do we screw it when v/e mmt the weather to be fine? A prison visitor asked one of the prisoners how he came to be there. '\\ant," was the answer. "How was that, pm??" "Well, I wanted another man's watch . He wasn't willing I should have it, and the judge wants me to stay here five years . " "One week from to-clay, Uncle John, I will be a married man. Ye<>, in seven short days I will be initiated into the mysteries of matrimony." "No mysteries about it. m y boy. It is just the plain, simple rule of three. Wife, motl1er-in-hw, and hired girl." "Charlie, dear;' saic1 young Mrs. 11orkins, "don't you think it would be better for .you to let me pick out horses for you to bet on?" ''You don't know anything about horses." "Of course, I don't. But I've noticed that the people who know all about them arc the ones who always lose th ei r money.'' J. W. Cheek, of Inclianapolie, a brakeman on the Big George, age six, and Charley, age eight, were the sons Fq_ur, swallowed a false to o th ::mu nearly cliecl before relief of a promoter. On Hall owe' e n they were desirous of pro was obtaiUEd. Ile 'rns shnking d0\rn a sto\c in the caboose curing som e beans for their bean blowers . 11b ey had no of his train wh en a large , falsr 1.ooth in the r . ack of his m oney for the purpo3c and were in de$pair, when George, jaw becam e dislodged rrnd slipped into his He was the younger, saicl tu his brot11er, 'Tll tell You what I'll do, choking to dea!h whPn u Big Fu11r nniyed and Charley . You go to the grocery and charge ten centr.' succeeded in pushing th.I! tooth into b[ s stomach. , \rortb of to lllfillllllU and I'll gin: you half of them."

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THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. 2'1 THE BROTHER'S CRIME. By Paul Braddon A few years ago a stalwart man entered the town of G--, in the State of Ohio, on foot. He looked grizzled and seedy, and carried a stout cudgel in his hand. There was that about him that caused one to place him among the innumerable host of tramps. His face . . howev er, showed lines of character seldom seen on the faces of tramps. There was decision there, and an intelligent look withal that would naturally cause one to hesit ate in giving him the usual reception meted out to tramps. The stalwart tramp entered the town and make his way to a cheap saloon and eating-house. He seemed to know the locality well, for he took the nearest route to the saloon, speaking to no one on the way. Entering the saloon, he walked up to the bar aml called for a drink of "'arf-'n-'arf," in the old English accent. There were three other tramps seated in the place eating cheap dishes. On his entrance all three a.rose and marched up to the bar, with half-expectant looks in their faces. The n e wcomer laid ci.0wn the exact change for bis drink, and was about to swallow the contents of the glass, when one of the tramps said: "Say, pard , ain't yer goin' ter set 'em up?" "Ro," was the curt r ep ly, and the glass of "arf-'n-'arf" was drained to the dre gs . "Waal, ye're a m ea n cuss," growled the spokesman of the three. "\Yhy don't yoR set 'em up yourself?" the newcomer asked. "'Cause I ain't got no money." "Why don't you go to work, then?" All three tramps glared at him in the most profound amazement. The idea that one tramp should suggest "work" to another was too prepost ero us. Then the idea flashed through their heads that he was only joking, ancl that caru;ed them to smile; then they burst into loud guf faws, and declared it a good joke. "Won't you set 'em up?" one a sked. "No." "Why?" "Because I don't c hoose to spend money on strangern whom I have never seen before." "Put him out!" ''Knock out his teeth!" "Kick him ip. the gutter!" All three made hostile demonstratio11s toward him. He l>lanted himself finnl y on his feet, grasped bis cudgel and said: "Come op.! Instead o.f sett.ing anything up I'll knock down a fool or two." "See here,'' said the barkeeper, displaying a seven shooter over the bar. "The man that strikes the first blow vill eat leacl, and eat 1t hot, too!" . "Don't shoot," gasped one of the tramps, turning pale And darting out of the saloon. The other two resumed their scats, growling at tlie meanness o.f the man who wouldn't set them up. The sta l wart man immovable where he had defied the three, and remarked to the s:il oonkeeper : "'Twouldn't be much loss to kill 'em, eh?" "Ar e you a tramp?" ''Yes, I suppose I am. I walk wlierever I want to go, and \ pay my way. " ''You don't seem to be as hard a case as some that come this way." "I meet some very ha.rd cases on the road sometimes . " "Yes, I guess you do. You d on' t sleep out like the other tramps, clo you?" "Yes, just the same." "Don't they go through you?" "No." "How do you manage to prevent 'em?" "I nernr have anything for 'em to get." Tbe two remaining tramps joined in the laugh. wrhat's why yer didn't set 'e m up, eh?" one said. "Why didn't yer say so?" the other asked. He turned and gave them a contemptuous glance. c.cwhat's the use?" he asked. "You are tramps from choice-ton lazy to work. I am one perforce. I work hard at time::.:, but a reckless spirit-a very demon of unrest--pushes me on from place to place. If I stay a month in a place I grow to hate every l iving thing there , and an irresistible impulse urges me to pull up sta kes and lean.! there, and I obey. I care for nobody and nobody cares foT me, so we arc eYc n on that score . GiYe me an othr.r glass of ''arf-'n-'arf,' if you please." "Hello, pard !" exclaimed one of the tramps , as they both rose to their feet ancl came forward . "W 011 't yer set 'em up this time?" "Ko. Nobody cares for me, and I care for nobody . Why should I spen d money on you, when I need it all myself? Go work for your money as I do." -He drank his "'arf-'n-'arf,'' and wiped his rr,.outh with his sleeve, as tramps generally do, and was about to leaYe the place, when the saloonkeeper asked him how long he had been on the tramp. "Twenty-five years." 'l'he tlu'ee tramps-for the third one hncl returned again -"l':histl0rl thei r astonishment, for that "'as fur beyond. the average years of tramps. Just ' then old B e n UcCord, a well-known character :1bout the town of G--, came in, and called for a drink of brandy. The three tramps promptly ranged themse!Yes alongside of him, urging him to "set 'em up." "Get out, you loafers !" a.ngrily exclalmecl the old man. ''You are a disgrace to the name of tramp! If you bau clecency enough to be still among gentlemen, decent men would ask you to drink with them. Get out, I say! Out! Out with you !" He laid about him so savagely with bis cudgel that the three impecunious tramps hastily fled from the saloon. Old Ben looked on with no little disgust, for be was un deT the impression that iili.e man was drivin&' the others out in order to ha.Ye a bett;;r chance for an invitati on him

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28 THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '7G. self. But to his amaiement the old tramp nerer noticeq hlm. • "Will you ha l'e something?" he finally asked. "Not now, ihanks/' was the reply. "I've just had some." "Great Gabriel, blow horn!" exclaimed old Ben McCord, "for mine eyes haxe seen and mine ears ha \ ' e heard a tramp refuse an i1witation to drink." "Mighty uncommon, eh?" ihe old tramp asked. "Where do you come from, mister?" he asked, "and what sent you to tramping?" "' Te,er mind that, my past belongs to me!., and with that be turned on hi:; h eel uud stalked out of the saloon. 'l'he old tramp through the town, and soon rea ched the western outskirts. The sun was just peeping over the tree-tops. as if taking a last look at things ter for the day. Ahead of him he saw a carriage drawn by a pair of spirited horses coming toward him. A large hawk, in its eager pursuit of a small bird, dashed almost against the face of one of the horses. The animal reared on its hind feet and then plunged madly forward. A mom ent later the driver was thrown from his seat, and then their speed remained unchecked. On they came like a thunderbolt, threatening destruction to everything in their way. The old tramp wisely sprang aside to let them pass. But the ne x t moment he heard shrill screams coming from the earriage. That seemed to ele ctrify him, for he sprang back into ihe road, and planted himself in the pathway of the coming team. Raising his cudgel in his left han administered. When she came to, the judge advised the others to retire. "Oh, Harry!" moaJ.ied the wife, "forgive me! I thought you were dead !" "I know you dicl," replied the tramp, "but you were an,'{iOUS to marry . . In another year )ou would have known better. A scoundrel wanted you and my He p lott ed to-to steal both, and made you believe me dead. You married him, sold everything, and moved to America, lctt.ving the impr ession behind that you were going to I went to Australia, and have been tramping through the world for twenty-five years. Here I find you, sir, a ju(1ge, yet the greatest scoundrel that ever lived! You may keep. her, but the amount of my fortune at the time I " 'ent away, with interest to date, must be surrenclercc1 to me. Do you under stand ?" ']'he judge was pale as death. "Yes-yes-I will pay it in gold to-morrow!" was the replj', for he was ver}/ rich and glad , to get off so easily. The next day Judge Wilkinson raised a large sum in gold and gave it to his brother Harry, who receipted for it and then left G--forever. He is now a prosperous farrn;;r fonher "'\\'est, but he never alludes to his brother's Cl"jrne .

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THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. 29. OOOD READINO I Unable to awaken bis master by barking, Shep, a clog owned by Elfred Ludemann, Stryker avenue and Butler street, West St. Paul, jerked the quilts from the bed at 2 o'clock in the morning and saved the lives of the fami1y. Ludemann awoke with a start and discovered that the house was afire. Mr. 1md Mrs . Ludemann and their son, George, escaped. who are intt)rest e d in rifle practice. rrhe weapon supplied to these clubs is the Krag-Jorgensen rifle, formerly used in the army. The discarded rifles are stored in g overnment arsenals for the equipment of voJunteel:s in time of war. A poverty-stricken Venus has offered her body for sale to the University of Colorado for dissecting purposes . . She is willing that science iiave her corpse after she i s dead, if Billy, a fox terrier dog, owned by Miss Adah Osting, science will provide her with money wherewith to buy food deputy clerk of Decatur County, Ind., is playing the role and keep alive for the present. The girl, whose identity i!) of messenger. Miss Osting is confined to her home by kept secret by the university, wrote to "The D r an of the sickness. Billy was loafing around the clerk's office when Faculty" as follows : "I am a young woman in goocl County Clerk Rhodes thought of sending a note of cheer to health and have a perfect physiqu e , but I am up against his deputy. He fastene:l the note to Billy's collar and told it and need money to buy food. I have beard that medical him to "scoot for home." In a short time Billv was back schools buy bodies for use in dissecting, and T hope you with a reply from the sick girl. ' will buy mine. Please offer me as much as you c an. ' ' Her ' offer was turned down Mrs. George Juris, of Deadwood Gulch, Idaho, brought in an egg laid by a seven-months-old White Leghorn pul let. The egg measured 9% inches around its greatest cir cumference and was larger than a goose egg. When it was opened the egg was fou.ud to contain a second egg, per fect in every respect, having shell, yolk and white and being normal in size. The large egg contained no yolk, but Mrs . Juris was able to frost two large cakes with the beaten white of the egg. The little hen was a week laying the egg. ' The wisdom of paroles for boys was proved at Atchison, Kan., when E. C. Willis, formerly superintendent of the State Orphans' Home . received from a young man, former ly a member of the home, $12 and interest for three years, with instructions to pay it to an Atchison County farmer, from whom the money was stolen . At the time of the theft the boy wa.s arrested but paroled by Judge Jackson. The letter also included a letter to the judge . . thanking him for giYing an orphan boy a second chance to make good. The latest attempt to determine the absolute diameter of a number of fixed stars is that of Signor Ferrara, of Teramo, Italy, who publ.ishes his results in the Rivista di Astronomia. Among the stars having a measurable paral lax he estimates, from photometric measurements, that Canopus is the largest, with a diameter 51 times as great as that of the rnn. Oiher large stars, and 1the ratios of their diameters to that of the sun, are: Castor, 18; Arctu rus, 10.4; 8. 7; Capella, 8; Vega, 6 .8. Such deter minations are, of course, highly problematical. Finding it a serious setback to the development of rifle clubs. Secretary Garrison has rescinded bis order issued in January last, prohibiting the sale of army rifles to na tional rifle as!!ociation club s . Officials of the association reported Feb. 13 that within the last six monfrs member ship in the clubs had increased to more than 8,000 civilians According to the Paris correspondent of the Anny and N any Journal it is a mistake to say that the lJrestige o:f permanent fortifications has been altog e ther lost as the result of the fall of Lieg-J, Namur, Antwerp , Maub e uge and other fortified camps . The Belgian and French fortresses were sadly out of date , both in armament ancl in defensive organization, and were crushed by heavy artillery to thev could make no reply. The other s ide of the question is si10wn by the effecti VP. re s i s tance of the entre n c hed mps of Y erdun, Toul, Epinal and Belfort. These fortifi c atio:qs are modem; and it is a fact that they clefieJ the whole might of heavy German guns and the attacks of masses of German infantry. Modern guns have been added since the war, and some are being w hich have a range of 18.000 to 20,000 yards. , \ Qapt. Brussilov's Arctic Expefl.ition, which left Petro grad in July, 1912, and endeavored to effe ct the Northeast Passage to the Pacific, is los t somewh e re in the Arctic Ocean and may be drifting westward north of Franz Josef Land or Spitzbergen. The ship w a s caught in the ice in the Kara Sea in August, 1912, and drifted a year and a half in a g e nerally n0rth e rly dir e ction. On April 23d, 1911, when the vessel was at abo ut 83 deg rees north and 60 r1.egrees east, the mate ancl thirteen l eft her, and ' two of them were found in Franz Josef L a nd by the Sedov expedition, with which they returned to Russia last autumn . J othing further has been heard of Bbus:::i lov imd the part of the expedition which remained on tho the "Saint Anna." Meanwhile, before the ne\\'S of the above events reached Europe a relief expedition under Capt . Sverdrup, on the "Eclipse," had been dispatched in search of the 'missing explorers, and followed their intended route to the eastward. At present this expedition is re ported to be in winter quarters on the Taitnyr Peninsula; i.e., in a region somewhat remote from the probable loca tion of the Brussilov party 'if still alive. .. ....

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30 THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. =ARTICLES OF ALL KINDS THE USE OF DOGS IN WAR. THE TR.A VELS OF A LETTER. Dogs as spies to betray the position of French troops to From Konstanz, Germany, to Port Angeles, Wash., back the ene . my is newest German stratagem. In Flanders, to Koll;sfanz, then to Gothenburg, Sweden, then to Seat according to Libe1te, whi c h received the story from a Wash., and finally to Duluth-a trip of about 19,000 wounded soldier, after hard :fighting, the Franco-Belgians miles-is the history of the travels of a letter recently re occupied the village of Renighe, where scrawled ceived by Carl Kling, a Duluth real estate agent. The in chalk on the walls of a ruined ho.use they saw the words, letter was written by Kling's sister in Germany, Sept. 7, "Please feed the dogs." Thin king of the many dogs left 1914, and sent to Por.t Angeles, where Kling, whose home by .. villagers-Flanders uses dogs enormously as beasts of is in Seattle, had been sta. ying for several days. It was burden-the soldiers obeyed the instructions. About midimmediately sent back to the German city, but on account night the dogs suddenly began to howl, making a tremenof the-war was not received there until Nov. 21. Mrs. dous noiae in the night silence. Immediately German Kling's sister, who is 1\J_rs. Ludwige Boell, the wife of a shells rained on the village, whose exact indication was German captain , sent it to her mother in Gothenburg. thus disclosed until the Allies were forced to retire hastily Mrs. Kling, in Sweden, forwarded it to Seattle, where Mr. i;ifter .heavy losses. The soldier's account concludes: "There Kling is well known. From Seattle it was sent to has " silice been great mortality among Flanders canines." Duluth. AUTO "PARLOR OAR." I .. " An automobile with armchairs instead of the regular s _ea1:s is the latest style offering of the company building National cars. The new car has very appropriately been ' nartied the National Parlor Oar. It has four individual seats-veritable armchairs that are deep and massive and that turn around or move forward and back at will. The advantages of such a car are obvious. It permits the pas sengers to face one another and enjoy the same sociability while motoring that is obtainable in a room at home. The dri,Ver can n10Ve his seat as near to the steering wheel and pedals or as far away us desired. Often a car driver's seat is not the e:orreot distance from the foot pedals for the wife or' daughter, although convenient for the husband. The Parlor Oa. r, due to its seating arrangement and its com ' pleteness of equipment within handy reach on the dash board, makes it easy and simple for women to drive. The original letter was written hardly a month after the beginning of the war, and does not contain much news. On i4:s return to Germ'.lny, however, Mrs. Bo e ll enclosed a c ard, with the latest news she had. At the second time of writing she stated she had become a trained nurse in the hospital . at Konstanz, where more than 5oo. soldiers ' lay. Her husband, she says, had just returned from the war, having been given a leave of absence, as he was un fitted for duty because of injuries. Before leaving, how ever, he was presented with the Iron Cross, as he was the only one teft of all his comrades. YONKERS BEES FOR FAIR. N epperhan Heights, Yonkers, is to furnish all the bees and honey for the entire State of New York, to the Panama-Pacific Exposition. Walter 0. Morris, who lives on Rossiter avenue, in Yonkers' eastern bungalow suburb, conducts a unique bee -STEAL A BANK PRESIDENT. farm at his home. Be has just forwarded 300 packages of Two masked and armed men entered Havana. Ark. blew honey to the Panama-P&ci:fic Exposition in far California. open the safe of the iocal bank which contained $1Z,ooo,' 'l:he exhibit consists of bottled, boxed individual ser maae the president of foe institution, Dr. J. H. Mifohell, vice honey, from buckwheat. white clover, sweet a prisoner, and, kidnaping him, flew into the mountains clover, ba3swood, aster, alfalfa, raspberry, to the west. The alarm was sounded as soon as the report sumac and heart s ease. of the explosion was heard, and a posse started in pursuit. Mr. Morris will ship shortly an exhibit of bees which A telephone message was received from the house of a will go from Yonkers to California in mailing cases. Refarmer on Blue Mountain, ten miles southeast of Havana, garding the postmen en route, undoubtedly ignorance will Ark., from the missing president, saying that he was on the be bfas. way home and was unharmed. The posse still is in search 'rhis Nepperhan man has been in the bee business since of the robbers, who it ii; believed are on the W[!.Y to Paris, 1908, having started with two colonies, now increased to in the adjoining county. Dr. Mitchell in his telephone sixty-seven. Each colony consists of about sixty thousand message said that the robbers, on leaving the bank buildbees and a queen mother, beside several hundred drones ing, bonn _ d him and told him that at the least cutcry they who do not count. workers fly from home within would shoot him. Ten mil e s from the town the two _men radius of four miles. The average output of each colony removed their ma s ks anu sat down to re s t. Believing pur-for one season is fifty pounds of honey, although one suit was not near they prepared a meal over :J. camp fire. colony furnished 437 pounds, when it felt Then they told the prc:sident of the bank they had robbed strenuous. The queen bees of N epperhan are valued from that he was free to return home. 75 cents to $200 each .

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A mystltylnll' a n d e.muolng t r I c k. Tin blanks are placed undeu the little tin cup and apparently coined into dimes. A real money maker. Price, 200. WOLFF NOV.EL'.l'Y CO., 29 W. 26th St., N. Y. SNAl' BACK MATCH SAFE. Just out! A trick "match safe. It is a beaut!tully nickelled box, o r fhe •lze to hold matc he1. But when your friend presses the spring to take out a match. the lid tlfes !Jack, and pinches hi• finger Just hard enough to startle without hurting him. This Is a dandy! Price, 15c, each by mall, postp1Lfd. H. F. LANG, 1815 Centre St., B'kiyn, N. Y. INJTJAJ, WATCH F"OB. It has a neat enameled black strap, ana smn.11 buckle, with a patent ce.tch so that no watch can slip ot'f. The handsome shell pendants are beautlfnlly en ftro.ved with any initial you desire. The letter 1& fire gilt, cannot rub otr, and ls studc1ed wtt h ulne :Barrios diamonds. Tnese fobs are the value ever offered. Price, 21Sc. each, In mail, postpaid. by Si\llTH, 383 Lenox A: e., N. Y. a SURPRISE Jl!OVL'W-PICTURE MACHINE. It consists o! a •mall nickeled. metal tube, 41Ao inches long, w.lth a lens eye-view. whic h shows a pretty ballet girl or any other scet1e. Hand It to a trlend who wfll be dellghted with the nrst picture, tell him to turn the screw on the elde of the instru ment, to change the views, when a stream of water squlrta in hi• face, much to his Hrprise. The Instrument can be reHiled with water In an tnstant. and one filling will sutnce for tour or flve vlctfm!I. Price, 30c. each b)' mail, poetpald: ' for $1.00. C. DEUR, 150 \V. 62d St., New York City, THE MAGV! CIGAB CASE. A bea.utitul ani! per• fect cigar cas6. made ot fmfte.tion aillgator and sealskin leather; worth a quarter as a cigar case alone. It can be shown ru!I or cige.ro and Instantly hnnded to a person, who, upon opening It, find• only an empty rrhe box has 8. eecret and a double case, and can be operated only by one in the oecret. Full printed in•truct!ona sent with each case. Every smoker •hoqld have one. Price, 20c.: 2 for Soc. by me.II, postpaid; Ave., N. Y. ITALIAN TRANSFER. Wlth this reme.rke.ble In 0onre from newspapers or book•. PIGGY JN A COF11'IN. e.nd make perfect copies ot • I t buttertly and moth wlng1 Thi• l• a wlck-d P g the. tor scrap books. It is the GREENBACKS $1570 In Stage Money tor 10c. Get n. bunch of Stage Green backs (not eounterfe lt1 ) , wrap them arouuct yourownrollo.nd show yourtrtende wbatawadyou carry. Blg bunobo! $1570 FOR 10 CENTS. ENTERPRISE CO. TW -3St8 LOlfll Hll., 01110.lGO 7ou::ic folk•. iO .t tbo Pnlldnta, ff c: t:: LetteT WrttlnJ, l Dnam Book ..at 'ortune 'l'eller, a Cook Boo\, 1 Bue B•ll Book, cl"' n1 .. for lar p.m11, 100 Oon.udniml, 60 't'•nei; for .&.lbumo, 11• will HD.II .U tU abnt Jt7 eaa1J • . Ullt ANDOVER, OHIO iRA VELLING JOKE. Yard• upon yards ot laughs. Don' t miss it! Everyone tails for r thi s one. It consist• ot e. nice Ut tlo bobbin around which la wound a spool of thread. You pin tha b obbin under the l•pel ot your co:>t. and pull tho end o! the thread th rough your button hole, then , watch your friends try to pick the piece or thread on: your coat. Enough said! Get one! Price, 12c. each, by snail. Postal'e st am pa taken 10.me a.a mohflJ", C. BEHR, loO W. 62d St., New York City, died at art early age, and here dry transfer cleanly handy and rehe _ta inr."I his cotnn ready tor 1 liable, and the resu'its secur'ed wJJI astonish' burial. will be a great I you. Transfer b1 a gelatinous sube:tance put many mourners at hia tuner&!, up in cakes. one of which is enclosed with & I for this comn. pretty 81 it wooden rubber and tuJJ directions for produc ... looks, is very tricky, and the man who &"eta lng pictures, ft requiring but a few HJLNOCK-OUT" CABD TRICK.-Fin card• It open wlll feel real grtef. The comn Is made to make the transfer. 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