The Liberty Boys in Gotham, or, Daring work in the great city


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\ T FRANK TOOSEY, PUBUsHER, 168 WEST 230 STREET, NEW YORK NEW YORK, APRIL 14:,. 1916. "There are some papers on the table," whispered Bob; "you get them; I'll look after he Dick stepped to the table and took 1:1P the papers. , The offl.oer opened his eyes and half rose in bed. "Lie still!" said Bob. sternly.

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THE LIBERTY BOYS . OF ;76 A Weekly Magaziqe Containing -?tories of th e American R e voluti o n lawed Weekly-By Subscription $2.50 ver year. Rnterr.d at the New York, N. Y., PoBt OfT!ce as Second-OlaBB Matter by F..ank 7'ousey, PubliB/;er, 168 West 23<1 .':ltrcet, New Yo,.k. No. 798. NEW YORK, APRIL 14, 1916. Price 5 Cents. THE .LIBERTY BOYS IN fiOTHAM \. -ORDARING WORK I N T H E . GREAT C ITY I B y HARRY MOO RE CHAPTER I. DICK IN GOTHA.1\I. "Whoa. there!" "Hello, sonny; where did you get that horse?" "Bag o' bones, you mean!" "Look out that he don't run away with you! " "Hold the reins tight!" "What kind of an animal is that?" "Is it alive?" "Yes, but I don't believe it is awake!"' "That's right; it's walking in its sleep!" "Haw, haw, haw!" It was a fine afternoon in September of the year 1776. Riding slowly down Broadway in the great city of New York wa<> a youth of perhii.ps eighteen years. The youth in question was dressed in an old and worn suit of blue jeans; on his feet were the heavy •brogans in common use among the peasantry at that time, and on his head was. an old ,slouch hat that had a number of holes in it, through several of which protruded sundry tufts of brown hair. Owing to the droo p of the hat-brim, the youth's face could. be seen very plainly, but " had it been possible to get a good look at it one might, if a close observer, have .been surprised to see the keenness of the eyes and the shrewdness of the face, which was handsome, firm and regular of feature. The youth was mounted on a large, raw-boned horse, sorrel in color-a regular old crowbait of a horse, To look at the animal one would think him incapable of moving faster than a slow walk, but looks were deceptive, for the horse could, if necessary, get over the ground at a very fair rate of speed. The two taken together, however, constituted a rather oddlooking pair to be seen on Broadway, and they attracted attention at once. They had entered Broadway at the upper end, where it touched the Common, and they. had gone scarcely a block before the British soldiers and pedestrians in ge n e r al, who were walking the streets, began yelling remarks of a more or less sarcastic character. Those given at the head of this chapter are a fair sample of the remarks made. '!.'he youth, however, did not seem to mind it. He first looked to one side and then to the other calmly, with a grin on his face, and chewed away at a long straw as though that were his lifework. This was the period of tlie Revolutionary War, and the British had just taken possession of New York City, the patriot army having retired to Harlem Heights, where at this time it was encamped. The streets-and especially Broad way-were thronged by the British soldiers, and many of these were indulging in liquor to an extent that was not good for them. This made them the more ready to ridicule the youth on the old sorrel horse. Had they known who this youth was they would not have been making sport of him, however; instead, they would have rushed out and made a prisoner of him, for he was no other than Dick Slater, who had already made himself famous by good 'scout and spy work. They did not know who the youth was, however, and so they continued to jeer him and Indulge in ridicule. "Say, young fellow, stop and go back and see how far you have got." "Let's stick some stakes, " fellows, so that we can see if they are moving!" "Yes, they've moved a little!" "Get off, young f.ellow, and lead the horse; he looks tired." "That horse isn't tired," said a young soldier, who had more liquor than was good . for him; "he's an Arabian steed, and Is only pretending . . He can go at a lively clip if he wants to." "Say, let's have a ride," said another; "let's see what kind of stuff the animal is made of. Come on!" This suggestion was met with immediate favor. There were a sufficient number of young fellows among the British soldiers to make them ready for anything that promised sport, and so they rushed -0ut into the street and surrounded Dick and the old sorrel. "Heer, whut d'ye meen, an' whut d'ye want? " cried Dick, playing the part of a country youth. "We're going to have a ride," volunteered one of the redcoats. "You better not,'' -said Dick; "Napoleon Bonaparte don' like to hev strangers ride 'im." "Napoleon Bonaparte-haw, haw, haw!" l a ughed one of the redcoats; "say, he's bony enough, a n d that's a fact." "Get off!" ordered another, laying a hand on Dick's arm. "Heer, don' jerk me, mister,'' said Dick, "and I'll get off; but I giv' ye fair warin' thet ye hedn' better try ter ride Napoleon Bonaparte." "Oh, .that's all right; don't worry about us. We'll take care of ourselves." "All right; on'y ye mustn' blame me ef ye git inter trouble." "Oh, we won't." "Waal, et's jes' ez I hev tole ye-he don' like ter hev strangers try ter ride 'im." "We won't be stranger s to him long; we will soon make ourselves known to him." Seeing that the redcoats were in for having some sport, Dick leaped to the ground. "Now, ye'll be mad afore ye git thr-0ugh with this," he said; "an' I want thet ye shall understan' thet, an' not blame me fur whut happens." "Oh, we won't blame you, young fellow; don't worry." The horse did not have a saddle ou; instead, an old b lanket was used in lieu of the saddle. The redcoats now began struggling to mount the horse. .finally three succeeded in getting on the animal's back.

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2 THE LIBERTY BOYS GO'fHAM. Napoleon Bonaparte stood Jerfectly still while this was going on; his ears were drooped forward and he seemed to be sle eping, his eyes being closed. The redcoats now uttered a shout. "Out of the way!" cried the one seate d in front with the reins in his hands; "out of the way, or by m e noble halidom whatever that may be-I'll ride right over you! Out of the 'way , base serfs!" The spldiers and citizens scattered and opened a way for the horse, and the rider said, "Gid-dap!" 'rhc horse did not move. He ' s aslee p," crie d a bystander; "you will have to wake I him up before he will go." "Gid-dap!" again cri e d the three in unisor1. Still the horse did not move. The three then slappe d the animal witJ.1 their hands and cluck e d to him. He remained standing there, bis eyes rlosed, his ears dro op ed. The bystanders laughed and now begar to jeer the three redcoats. "Why don't you move him along?" ''\Vake him up!" Stick a knife in him!" "Say, that must be great sport!" 'l'he r e dcoats did not deign to reply, int kicked the horse in the ribs in a savage manner. 'l'his woke the animal. His eyes opened, his ears straightened up quickly, and then his heels went up in the air, the thre e redcoats flying over the horse's head and alighting on their backs in the middle of the stree t. To say that this amused the crowd is stating the case mildly . The spectators were wild with delight. They fairly whooped with joy. They laughe d till they bent double, and not one s eemed to think of such a thing as that the three men might have been injured. "Hurrah for the horse!" "He woke up! " "Yes, and he. kicked up-ha, ha, ha!" "Get up, boy s , and try it over again!" The three did scramble to their f eet now. They were dusty, and they looke d wild. Their hats had fallen off, and they picked them up and put them on and proceeded to brush the dus t off their uniforms. All the while the crowd kept up a running fire of comment, mostly in the• nature of ridicule. And all the while the horse stood the re, quiet as could be. Having gotten rid of the load on his back, he again closed his eyes , drooped his ears and looked as if he were sound a s l e ep. • Dick, standing in the midst of the crowd, was as much amus ed as any of them, and he had laug hed heartily when the three went flying over the animal's h e ad. The truth of the matter was, that the horse would not move until the words, "Go on, Napoleon," were addressed to him. If he was tn!d t<.> "Gid-dap," or was clucked to, he would not budge. B e fog well aware of this peculiarity of the horse, Dick kne w beforehand what would happen when the redcoats tried to g e t N a poleon Bonaparte to start. Having finished dusting their uniforms, the three soldiers tur n e d their attention to the cause' of their discomfiture. They glared at the animal, and one strode forward and gave Na pol eon a kick in the ribs. Before he could get back out of the way , Napoleon's l eft l e g made a sudden swe eping motion and the s oldi e r was sent flying in among the members of the crowd. It was a half-kick, half-push, and while the recipient was not inju red , h e was rendered very angry. "Blast 'is heyes!" he roared. "Hi'll kill the beast, that's what Hi'll do!" "Hold on," cri e d a bystander; "you've no right to hurt the horse ; you kicke d him fir st." fber e was a roar of laughter at this, and, in spite of his a nger, the soldi e r could not keep from joining in. "'That's so, " he admitted; "well, Hi'm going to ride the beast , or know the reason why! " "So am I," from another of the trio who had met with such a mi s hap. An d I!" from the third. " Th at's the way to talk!" cried a bystander, encouragingly; "ne vr>r say die. Don't give up." .;w e are not going to give up; get on, boys!" Tb e three climbed onto the horse once more, and then they tried, "Gid-d up!" in a chorus. He flapped one ear lazily to disturb a fly, but did not even open his eyes. "Gid-dap!" roared the three, and they slapped the animal with their hands. Still the horse remained as though rooted to the ground. He flapp e d the other ear and opened and closed one eye , as though indulging in a confidential wink to the crowd, but that was all the signs of life he evinced. "Gid-dap, blast you!" in chorus. Then the three kicked the horse in the ribs with all the force they could bring to bear. And, as in the former instance, the animal suddenly awoke. Up into the air went his heels until he seemed to almost be standing on his head, and out into the middle of the street shot the three redcoats. And again a shout, a roar of laughter went up from the crowd. It was fun for them, but anything but fun for the victims. The three men lay where they had fallen for a few moments, for they were temporarily stunned by the jar of the fall, and then they slowly rose to a sitting posture. They stared at each other with a somewhat dazed look on their faces. "What struck us?" said one. "What happened, anyway?" from another. "That's what Hi'd like to know," from the third. Then their eyes fell upon the horse standing there so quiet and serene, and they realized it all in an instant. "The beast threw us again!" cried one. "That's right," from another. "And Hi'll kill the brute, hif it's the last thing Hi do on earth," from the other. The crowd roared again, and the three scrambled to their feet. The one who had threatened to kill the horse drew a pistol and leaped forward and stuck the muzzle against the animal's head. Napoleon Bonaparte, imagining, doubtless, that the imifact of the pistol-muzzle was a horse-fly, flapped his ear gently and did . not deign to open his eyes. He was very near to death's door at that moment, but was blissfully Ignorant of the fact. In another instant the soldier would have pulled the trigge r, for he was very angry and was just in liquor enough to be reckless, and he fully intended to kill the animal. Dick Slater realized this, and he leaped forward and knocked the muzzle of the weapon upward. Crack! went the weapon, and the bullet went whistling straight upward. Then the youth pushed the soldier back, at the same time saying: "I told you Napoleon Bonaparte wouldn't let strangers ride 'im; ye wuz warned, an' ye hain't got no right ter try ter harm 'im." . "I'll harm you, you blasted little rat!" roared the enraged r edcoat; "take that, and that!" and he struck at the yout, h twice. CHAPTER II. NAPOLEON BONAPARTE DISTINGUISHES lliMSELF. To his surprise, and to the surprise of the spectators as well, the blows did not take effect. The youth at whom they were aimed dodged one and parried the other. "Don' do thet," he said, deprecatingly; "don' do et, mister. I tole ye ye'd git inter trubble ef y e tried ter ride ther horse, an' ye ortenter be mad about et." "Hi'll show you!" hisse d the soldier; "you knocked my arm up and kept me from killing the beast, and you dared to push me, a soldier of the king. Oh, but Hi will make you wish you ' d never se e n the city!" Again he struck at the youth, once, twice, thrice, but as be fore, the blows did not take effect, the youth ducking, dodging and parrying the blows. The crowd hisse d the soldier now. They were fair-minded, and realized that the young man was not to blame. "You have no right to strike him. " "Let him alone. " "He isn't to blame." "Shame!" "He warned you, jus t as he says." But those remarks only made the soldier more angry. The statements were true, of course, and that was what made them cry out. He kept up the attack on Dick, and struck at the youth

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THE LIBERTY BOYS IN GOTHAM. --_--:::.=--=::.=----==.::::::: =--= ======== again and again; he was surprised that he did not land some of the blows, but was so angry that he did not stop to reason the matter out. He imagined that it was just an accident that h e had failed to inflict damage upon the object of his wrath. His two comrades in disaster were brushing; their uniforms and sa:ring nothing; but they looked anything but well pleased, and it was evident that they would be glad to see the youth get knocked down. " Lemme be," said Dick; "ef ye don' lemme be I'll knock ye d own, thet's whut I'll do!" "Bah, you can't do hanyth.ing like that," sneel'ed the red-coat. ' He soon found out that he was mistaken, however. Suddenly Dick struck out straight from the shoulder; the blow landed fair betweexl. the redcoat's eyes, and down he went. "T.har; I tole ye ter lemme be," -said Dick; "I tole ye I'd knock ye down. " The crowd was surprised. spectators stared in amazement. They,; could hardly. believe the evidence of their own eyes . They would never have thought that the rough-looking country youth could .knock a big soldier down. He had done so, however, and they were rather glad of it. ''Good for you, youngster! " "You did JU St right. " "Yes, but who would have thought he could do it?" "No one, by Jove!" "Say, young fellow, you had better run for it; that man will kill you, sure!" "But ye won't let 'im do thet?" Dick remarked. "'We have no right to interfere," was the reply from one of the spectators; "you will have to look out for yourself." "I kin do thet; on'y I'm afeerd thet ef1 I sh'd hurt 'im ther res' uv ye'll pitch outer me." 'No we won't; don't you be "-fraid of .that." "No, no!" "You have a right to p . ro'tect yourse1f." By this time the redcoat was scrambling to his feet, and he at once rushed upon the youth and caught hold of him. "I'll choke the I'ife hout of you!" he hissed. "Hi'll kill you, blast your heyes!" Bat he was taking a task upon himself that was beyond his powers to accomplish. Dick Slat.er, although only a youth of a little more than eighteen years, was wonderfully strong and active. He was phenomenally strong, indeed, ancl in a11 his experience during the time that he had been in the patriot army, he had not found a mfill who was his equal in strength. He did not, therefore believe that this soldier would be his superior in that respect. He at once grappled with the redcoat, and a struggle began. The crowd drew back and gave the contestants room. The struggle became a furious one. 'fhe redcoat had speedily learned that he had met his match, and the realization was anything but a pleasant one. He was determined not to let any one suspect that this was the case, however, and he exclaimed in a voice of simulated triumph: "Now Hi 'ave you, you Masted little rat!" '"Not yit," said Dick, coolly . He was working to gain a certain hold. If he could gain it he would show the redcoat and all the spectators as well a trick that would surprise them. Around and around the two moved, struggling fiercely. The old horse stood there, his eyes shut, his ears drooped, and he seemed oblivious of hi,s surroundings. Suddenly Dick secured the hold he was after. Then, with a sudden exertion of his strength, he lifted his opponent clear off the ground and threw him astride the horse. At the same instant he cried sharply: "Go on, Na:poleon!" To the amazement of the crowd, the horse came to life as if by magic. He leaped forward with all the vigor and enthusiasm of a three-year-old. The redcoat made a wild clutch and managed to get hold of the animal's mane; this enabled him to retain his seat, but he was frightened, and as the horse went galloping down Br.oad way the rider yelled "Whoa! Whoa!" lustily. He might as well have saved his breath. The horse did not "Whoa!" worth a cent. He kep.t right on going, and people paused to stare in amazement. 'l'bey thought it was a runaway, of course. "Whoa, blast your hey:;;! Whoa!" velled the redcoat. But Napoleon Bonaparte kept right on going. He acted as though he were hungry and knew that a fine feast of corn and oats was at the other end of the course. The cr.owd was cheering like mad. "Look at him go!" "See Napoleon Bonaparte move!" "Hold on for yol:lr life!" "Don't fall off!" "vVhy don't y -ou stop him!" Such were a few of the cries _given utterance to . Suddenly Dick gave utterance to a shrill, ear-piercing whistle. It waS' so loud and shrill that it cut through the noise made by the yells of the crowd like a keen knife through paper. Instantly a queer thing happened. Napoleon Bonaparte stopped as though shot, and whirled around as though on a pivot. His rider went sailing onward and alighted uponJ his hands and knees several yards down the street, and went1 scouring along much a,fter the fashion of a 'bullfrog leaping into the water. ' The horse went trotting back up the street to where Dick1 a.nd the orowd stood, aud, arriving there, stopped, closed his, eyes, drooped his ears and, to all appearances, went to sleep again. Meantime, the redcoat had scrambled to his feet and drawn a pistol, and now he was coming up the street on the run, brandishing the weapon1and yelling: "Hi'll kill the boy and Hi'li kill the 'orse! Hi'll kill both of them!" But the crowd closed in in front of Dick a .nd shut the infuriated redcoats off. Some of his comrades took the pistol away from him. "You fool!" said one; "you will get yourself into trouble if you are not careful." "Hi'll 'ave their life's blood, that's what .Hi'll dof" the soldier raged. ''.No, you wont; you are going to go along to your quarters and behave yourse1f." "Let me go, Hi say!" He was struggling fiercely . "We won't do anything of the kind. You come with us." ''But Hi've been made a fool hof!" "No, yp,u made a fool of yourself; come with us .. , But the redcoat could not see it that way, aml he raved and struggled. He abused 11is comrades, and threatened them, but they merely laughed at him, and held him in spite of h;s struggles. "You had better go away while you have a chance," said a man to. Dick. "You can go*down that ' side-stre&t, yonder." "But he'll think I'm runnin: erway frum 'im, an' thet I'm afeerd uv 'im," said Dick; "an' he'll be :wild ter git at me. Mebbe I'd better stay an' hev et out with 'im right heer." "No, the best thing you can do is to go away; he 1Vill kill y.ou if he gets at you." "They're getting him to go with them now," said another man; "you will have the chance to go your way in peace di rectly." So Dick remained there till the redcoats with their angry, struggling comrade in their midst had disappeared; and while waiting he was forced to answer a numbe r of questions propounded by curious bystanders. Where had he learned to fight? What made him so strong? . How did it happen that he was not afraid of the soldier? How old was he? These and a score elf other questions were asked, and he answered them as best suited him. '!'hen he mounted his horse, and with a "good-by, folks," he clucked to the horse, said "Go on, Napoleon," and rode on down Broadway. The crowd cheered him and . then di!;;persed. Each and every man who had witnessed the affair felt he had 013en given a treat. They would have something to talk about for I long time to come. Dick rode on down the street a couple of blocks and then turned down a side-street. Presently he came to a livery-stable, and as the door was standing open he rode in and dismounted, "I wanter leave my horse heer erwhile," he said. "All right," said the hostler. 'fhen he !eel the horse into a itall and Dick went out and made bis way back to Bro1adway.

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4 THE LIBERTY BOYS IN GOTHAM. CHAPTER III. DICK I N A TRAP. As we have stated, the patriot army was at that time encamped on Harle m H eights. Dick Slater had already done some good spy work for the commander-in-chief of the p a t riot army, and on the day of which we write G eneral Washington had called Dick into his headquarte r s and had told him that h e wi shed him to go down into the great city and try to learn what the British intended doing. Dick had at once answered that he would be glad to do this. Having received his instructions, he made his preparations and set out. In the r egiment to which the Li b erty Boys belonged there was an old sorrel horse more full of tricks tha n an egg is of meat. Tltis horse was big, raw-boned and awkward, and his name was Napoleon Bonaparte. We have already s een how he arrived in tl1e city. When Dick reached Broadw.ay h e paused and looked about him. H e stood there for a few minutes, looking first to the right and then to the left, and presently h e turned a .nd made his way down the street, going toward Bowling Green. He had almost r eached Wall street, when he heard some one in a cautious voice: " Follow me! " Dick looked around quickly and was surprised to ' see a girl of perhaps fifteen or sixteen years. The girl gave him a quick glance and an almost imperceptible nod and turned down a side-street. Dick hesitate d. He could not know why the girl should select him in this manner; he decided that she must have made a mistake, that she mistook him for some one else. He did not think there could be any danger in following her, however, and he did so. His idea was to tell her she was mistaken. He walke d rapidly with the intention of catching up with her, but the faster he walked, the faster she walked, and he was unable to close up the gap between them. Presently the girl paused in front of a building and opened the door. She stood there, holding the door open till Dick came up, and a s he hesitated and paused, she said: "Come in, quick!" Dick obeyed, and the instant he was through the doorway the girl closed the door. They were in semi-darkness, but the girl evidently knew he r way thoroughly, for she took hold of Di c k ' s arm and halfpulled him along. They came to a stairway and made their way up it. Then the girl Jed the youth along a hallway to a door, where she stopped. The girl rapped on the door, and a voice from within said: "Come in." The girl op ened the. door and, stepping aside, half-pushed Dick into the room. The youth gave a quick look around him. There was only one person in the room-a man of middle age. He gave Dick a searching look, and motioned toward a chair. "Bo s eated, " he invited. • The youth took the seat indicate d , and as he did so he heard the door go shut with a click. He glanced around to see that the girl had not entered; only the man himself was there. .''We ll , Captain Slater, I am pleased to see you," the man 3 aid, quietly . Di c k starte d. H e e yed the man H ow h.ad the man l earned who he was? '1'hat was a qu estion that he could not answer. "Ye are sure ye h e v not made er mistake, sir?" the youth 'lS ked. Tho othe r smiled. "Quite sure . " "'Whut e f I tell ye thet ye hev made er mistake?" "I wouldn ' t b e li e ve you; and you may as well drop the illiterate way of talking, Captain Slater." " Whut make s y e think I am Capt'in Slater?" " 1 d on't t h i n k it; T know it." "How d"y e know c t ?" "No matter; I know that, disguised as a rough country youth, and mounte d upon an old sorrel horse, you rode into the city; it is useless to deny your identity." Di c k saw that the man knew what he was talking about, so he dropped theilliterate way of talking, and said: "What is it?" The man hesitated and looked thoughtfully at the floor for nearly a minute, and then he said: "I have this proposition to make to you: That if you will leave the r e bel army and com e over to the king's army you shall be made a colonel , young though you are. What do you say?" Along toward the last the man talked rapidly, and he snapped out the last four words and looked at Dick with a keen, piercing gaze. Dick was taken by surprise. He wished now that he had not walked into the affair so freely. He began to see that the chances were that he was going to get into trouble. Still, as there was only the one man, he did not apprehend any danger to himse lf. H e felt that he would be more than a match for one middle-aged man. Dick was so bus y with his thoughts that he did not make answe r to the man's questions, and to the other spoke again: "You have heard my proposition, Captain Slater; wliat is your answer?" "My answer is, that I cannot accept your proposition, sir." The man looked disappointed. "You had better take a little time in which to consider the matter, Captain Slater." The young man shook his head. "It is not he said. "My answe r would be the same if I were to study over the matter for an hour." "But you must know that YOJI. are refusing a splendid offer." "Not from my standpoint, sir." "I don' t see why you would not so regard it; you are advanced from a captain to a colonel." Dick smiled in rather a scornful manne r. "Anything of that character would not have. the least influ ence with me, sir," he said. "It has with most men." " An y man who would be a traitor for such a reason would not be much of a man." "You think that?" "I do; in my opinion, a man who would turn traitor for any reason, no matter what, would not be worth much to the cause he espoused." "vVe are willing to risk that. If you will accept my proposition we will be willing to be satisfied with such service as you can render." "But I c1mnot accept the proposition." "You mehn that you will not, of course. " " Yes, I mean that I will not." "You are very foolish." "I don't think so." "But it is true , nevertheless; art y man w ho refuses such a good proposition is foolish." "But I do not con side r it to be a good proposition; inde ed, if I may speak plainly, I look upon it in the nature of an insult to me. " "I don' t see how you can look at it in that light." "I do; to my mind, no person in the world is so contempti-ble as a traitor." .._ "That depends." "On what?" "Oh, on the ri ghts of the question a t issue." "Well, w e have the right o f the qu estion that i s at issue be-tween us and the king." "Oh, no; you have the wrong s id e of it." "I don't think s o." "And can't be induce d to think so, eh?" "Never!" "But, supposing that your life d e p ended on your changing from one army to the other?" "Nothing could make m e change . " "You w o uld rather di e ?" "Than to turn traitor-yes!" The man look e d at Dick lon g and steadily. "You mean that?" he aske d. "I do." The youth's lone was firm and decid ed. "But it may m ean d eath, Captain Slater!., " I don't think s o ; but e v e n if sueh w c : e the case , my an swer would b e the s a m e."

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THE LIBERTY BOYS IN GOTHAM . 5 "You had better think seriously before answering decidedly." "I have thought of the matter all that is necessary." "Aud your answer Is final?" "It is." "I am sorry-for your sake." "Indeed?" "Yes, for-look!" He rapped on the table beside which he sat, and instantly from au adjoining room appeared six British soldiers; they had pushed a portiere to one side and come through the connecting doorway quickly and noiselessly. The six redcoats had pistols and leveled full at Dick. "Now, what do you think?" the middle-aged man asked, triumphantly. "That I have been very foolish In permitting myself to be led into this trap." "You are not so foolish on that account as because you refuse to accept the very excellent proposition which I have made you." "I don't consider that I am foolish for that, but for permit-ting myself to b e trapped." "You will see the futility of trying to resist, I suppose?" "Yes, certainly." Dick said this, but he was at the same moment trying to think of some plan of escape. "If he attempts to get away, shoot him!" said the man, in a fierce voice. "Vve will!" said one of the men. Dick suddenly decided upon a plan of action. It was a daring, desperate plan, but that did not matter. In a matter of life or death, such as the present, it was well worth while to take desperate chances. Having made up his mind, Dick lost no time in acting. He suddenly leaped forward and seized hold of the middleaged man. He lifted the man clear of the floor and held him between himself and the six redcoats. Then he backing toward the door. "Don't shoot," 'he warned; "if you do you will kill your com mander." The six redcoats looked disconcerted. They seemed puzzled. to know what tb,ey should do. "Leap forward and seize the young scoundrel! " cried the man, angrily. r!e was struggling to free himself, but he could mit do so. "Don't make a move," said Dick; "if yo,u do I'll kill your commander!" and he drew a pistol and pressed the muzzle against the man's head. He did this and held the man in spite of his struggles. "Come along and make a prisoner .of him!" Dick's prisoner cried; "he won't dare shoot." "You are making a mistake, if you think that," said Dick, sternly; 'I have been led in here and entrapped, and I will not hesitate an instant; I will shoot, just as sure as that the sun will rise in the morning!" The six redcoats did not make any move toward attacking Dick. They believed that he would fire, evidently. 'And in balieving thus, they were right. CHAPTER IV. I L"!l UNEXPECTED ESCAPE. Back toward the door Dick Jll.Oved, slowly but surely. When he reached it he, paused. The difficulty would be to get the
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6 THE LIBER'l'Y BOYS IN GOTHAM . "I have come to report, sir, that the prisoner has escaped," said the soldier. He had nerved himself for the ordeal and spoke calmly. '"What's that! You say the prisoner escaped?" The Tory's voice was stern and ringing. "Yes, sir." "Hew did that occur?" The messenger and his comrade had agreed upon a tale to tell, and the soldier told it glibly. "Y.le were walking along the street, the prisoner in our midst, sir, and suddenly he jerked loose 1from the two who had hold -0f him and leaped down into an areaway, darted through a aoor leading into the basement, and got away." "But his hands were tied; how did he manage to do this?" "The basement door was open, sir, but somebody must have been there, for the door went shut the instant the rebe1 went through, and when we tried the door it was locked." "Ah!'' "We bi,1,rst it open and "That was right." "We looked everywhere, but not a soul could we find." "I-rm. He must have gone upstairs into the house above the basement." "So we thought, and we went upstairs and searched the house thoroughly, sir." "'And failed to find the prisoner?" "Yes; he was not there, and the people said he had not been seen .. , "Humph! Do you think they told the truth?" "I am inclined to think that they did. They said that the basement was not in use, and that the rebel must have gone right on through and out by way of the rear door." Did you go out that way and search for him?" 'Yes, sir." And found no signs of him, eh?" 'None, sir." The Tory frowned and looked thoughtfully at the fioor. '"T ' his ls bad," he said; "it certa1nly must have been through gross carelessness that the prisoner was permitted to escape." The soldier looked frightened. 'Well, sir, the two who h-ad hold of him might have held tighter, sir, but no one was thinking of such a thing as that he would try to escape." "I suppose not." Then the Tory summoned a servant, and, after having written a note, gave it to the servant and told him to carry it to the British headquarters and hand it to General Howe. The man departed at once, and then Henry Thurwald turned to the messenger and said: "You may go, but be sure you keep a sharp lookout for the rebel. You might run across him on the streets." "True; I'll keep a sharp lookout, sir." Then he saluted and withdrew. Meanwhile, what of Dick?"• While the soldiers were standing at the bar, drinking, laljgh ing and joking, their attention was off him', and he was looking around, with the thought that he might ma;ii:e a bolt and try to escape, when suddenly he saw the door at the rear -0f the room open slowly and cautiously. When it was half-way open Dick saw a girl of perhaps seventeen years standing there. She took in the scene with a quick, sweeping glance, and then beckoned to Dick. He was ready to take any chances, and at once walked quickly and softly to the doorway. The girl stepped aside, and Dick passed through, after which the girl closed the door. "This way, quick!" she whispered, and she opened th. e door on the left and half-pushed Dick through into the room be yond. 'fben she closed and bolted the door. A narrow stairway led upward from this room, and the girl pulled Dick toward the stairway. "Unfasten my wrists, miss," said Dick. "Alter we get to a safe place; come along," was the reply. Dick went along without more words, and they were soon upstairs. • 1'hey moved along a hallway till they came to the entl. Here the girl opened another door, and disclosed a narrow stairway leading up into what was evidently the attic. "Qaieh:, sir!" whispered the girl, motioning to the stairs, and at the same time giving a quick, backward glance along t:rnhall. It .vas evident that she feared. discovery, and so Dick climbed the stairs as quickly as possible, being careful also to make very little noise. They were soon in the attic, which proved to be a good sized one. The girl followed, closing the door behind her. "Now, untie my hands, miss," said Dick. "I will do so, sir." iThe girl went to work, and while untying the knots she conversed with Dick. "You are a patriot, sir?" she asked. "Yes, miss." "I judged so by y .our being a prisoner in the hands of the British soldiers." "Yes." "Do you mind telling me who you are?" "Certainly not; my nam'e is Dick Slater." The girl uttered an exclamation. "I have heard of Y.Ou," she said; "you have been doing some good spy work against the British." "Yes; but the work I have d-0ne this afternoon was not so good." "How came you to be captured?" Dick told her. She listened with interest and then said: "You did make a mistake in accompanying the girl, sir." "Yes; but I did not think of such a thing as that there could be danger in pursuing such a course." "She was the daughter of the Tory into whose house you were conducted, without a doul>t." "I think it is likely." • "Yes." "Tell me your name, miss." "Lottie Norton." "And you are a patriot?" "Yes, Mr. Slater." "I am glad of that; it is a lucky thing for me that such is the case!" The girl had no'lil. proceeded in freeing Dick's ai;ms, and he stretched them his head and uttered an exclamation of satisfaction. "'Thank you, Miss Lottie," he said; "you have done me a favor that I will never forget." "I was glad to do it, sir." At that instant footsteps were heard on the stairs leading to the attic, and Lottie exclaimed in a startled whisper: "Somebody is coming!" CHAPTER V. A DANGEROUS SITUATION. Dick and the girl looked about them for some place of concealment. There was none. The attic was bare. Dick felt for his weapons; they were not there. The redcoats had removed his weapons at the time they had made him a prisoner. . He was unarmed and if the newcomer was a redcoat and had weapons, the youth would be at his mercy. He clenched his hands and waited. The steps presently sounded on the landing, and then the door' was opened and a head was projected into the room. The head was covered by a shock of bushy hair, and the face was covered by a stubby beard; the eyes were little and cun-ning. . The owner of the head nodded and grinned in a triumphant manner. "I seen ye! " he ejaculated; "I seen ye, Lottie, an' I'm go in' ter go down an' tell ther sojers thet ther rebel is in ther attic!" "You mustn't do it, Ike!" the girl cried. "Yes, I mus', an' I'm goin' right down an' tell 'em now." 'Dick understood the matter: The fellow was a Tory, and unless he could be prevented, would go down and tell where the esca,ped prisoner was. Dick acted instantly. He leaped forward and made a grab at I _ ke. Hedid not succeed in getting hold of the fellow. Ike dodged _back and jerked the door shut; but he moved so quickly that he stepped back into the stairway and lost his balance and fell, going bumpety-bump down the stairs. 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THE LIBERTY BOYS IN GOTHAM. 7 Dick leaped forward, jerked the door open and ran hastily down the stairs. Ike was just scrambling to his feet; he had not been seriously injured by the fall. Dick caught him by the coat collar and jerked him to his feet. Ike was just opening his mouth to emit a yell for help when Dick caught him by the throat and choked the yell off most effectually. "No, you don't," the youth said, grimly; "you have already made too much noise, and I am not going to let you make any more.'" Then he almost dragged the fellow up the stairs and into the attic, the girl closing the door after listening a few moments to ascertain whether or not any one had heard Ike. No sound came to her hearing, and she closed the door, a relieved look on her face. Dick was choking his captive, and the fellow was already almost black in the face. • ' "Who is he?" asked Dick. "Ike Mogg. He helps father in the barroom and about the tavern." "A Tory, eh?" "Yes." "What shall I . do with liim?" "I don't know; if you aren't careful, though, you'll choke him to death, won't you?" The victim began gurgling and gasping at a great rate. Dick bent over and said: "If I stop choking you, will you agree not to yell?" The fellow nodded his head feebly in assent. Dick at once released the fellow's throat and permitted him to get his breath. Ike gasped like a fish out of water and finally got his breath and began breathing in a normal manner. He sat on the floor and looked at Dick with wonder and respect in his eyes. Occasionally he felt of his throat as if to assure himself that it was all there. "Say, whut makes ye so strong in yer fingers?" he asked, presently. "It is just natural," replied Dick. "Waal, all I hev ter say is thet ye hev ther orfullest grip uv enny feller whut I ever run ercrost, an' thet's er fack." "Is that so?" "Yaas; I tell ye I thort thet I wuz a goner. Et felt jes' like my neck wuz goin' ter be pinched orf." "Well, it would not be a difficult matter for me to wring your neck." The fellow made a wry face. "I guess ez how thet's so," he agreed. "And I will wring it if you don't agree not to tell that I am here." "I'll agree ter et, mister." "You had better d . o so." "Yes Ike " said Lottie "if you tell that he is up here father 'will discharge you.'" "All right, Miss Lottie; I won' tell." Dick looked at the girl questioningly. "Will he k eep his word?" he asked; "or ,had we better make him a prisoner and hold him here?" "I guess he will keep his promise; won't y . ou, Ike?" "Uv course I wull, Lottie. I don' wanter lose my place." "I thought as much; well, you will surely lose your place if you as muc h as hint that any one is in the attic." "I'll keep mum, Lottie." "Are the soldiers down in the barroom yet?" asked Dick. "Thev wuz theer when I came upstairs." "Weli, you go down and watch, and when they have gone come •up and let us know." "All -right," said Ike, with alacrity. He scrambled hastily to his feet. Dick confronted him. He placed his hands on the fellow's shoulders and. looked him straight in the eyes. "Listen to me, Ike," he said, sternly and impressively; "if you try to play us false, if you utter a word to let the redcoats know that I am up here, I will kill you! Do you understand?" "Yaas, I unnerstan'." "And you will be careful?" "I will." "All right; you may go.,. Ike lost no time, but went at once . There was such a peculiar-, significant look on the fellow ' s face as he disappeared through the doorwaw that Dick'!j susDicions were aroused. "I don't trust him fully, Miss Lottie," he said; "I'm afraid that we have made a mistake In Jetting him go." "Do •you think so?" "I do." "I will slip downstairs and keep an eye on him." "That will be a good plan." "And if he plays us false, I will come up and let you know." "Thanks, Miss Lottie." The girl left the attic and hastened downstairs. She made her way to the door that opened into the barr. oom and opened it slightly and looked into the rooni. The five soldiers were" there, drinking, and they did not evince any disposition to leave; they seemed to be bent -0n getting gloriously drunk. Ike was there, serving drinks and making himself useful, to Mr. Norton, who was behind the bar. Lottie watched him closely. She was a.bout to close the door and go away, feeling sure, that Ike was going to keep his promise, when she saw him1 look furtively toward her father and then say something to one of the soldiers. The latter listened with eager interest and then nodded. Presently he got up and called his four companions to one1 side and talked to them in . a low voice. Lottie understood the matter. Ike had told the redcoat that the rebel was in the attic. "They will be going up there right away," the girl told herhelf; "I must hasten back and warn Mr. Slater." Just as she was about to closethe door and hasten away she heard one of the redcoats say: , "Hey, landlord, I just happened to think that the rebel who escaped a while ago may be somewhere in the tavern, and I guess we will search the building." "All right; go along and search it," replied Mr. Norton. Of course, he did not know that the youth was in the building, and he supposed that the search would amount to nothing. "Come along, comrades," said the redcoat. He turned toward the door as he spoke. The door was closed, for Lottie had closed it the instant she heard him say they were going to search the building, and she was now hastening upstairs with all the speed possible. She was soon in the attic. ' Dick knew something was wrong the instant he saw her, and he readily guessed what it was. "Ike didn't keep his promise!" the girl exclaimed; "he told the redcoats that you are here and they are going to search the building. They will be up here right away." "I wonder if I could get downstairs and out before they begin the search?" asked Dick. "No, for-listen! They are coming upstairs now!" Dick glanced around him like an animal at bay. Suddenly he noticed a scuttle-hole in the roof. It was in the slanting portion and within easy reach. He quickly unfastened the hooks that held the cover in place and then pushed it back. "I will climb out on the roof and you refasten the hooks after I put the cover back in place, Miss Lottie," he whis pered. "Very well, Mr. Slater." There was no time for parleying. Dick drew himself up through the opening and climbed out onto the roof. Then he replaced the cover and heard the girl fasten the hooks. "I hope that the redcoats won't suspect that' she has been aiding me," thought Dick. He placed his ear down close to the cover and listened. He heard the girl leave the attic and close the door. "Perhaps she will get down in time to avoid meeting the redcoats," he told himself. He look e d around him. Everywhere were the roofs of houses. 1* got a 'glimpse of Broadway two or three blocks away and could see the people walking along, looking like pygmies. Presently he heard sounds underneath him, and again placed his ear down against the cover over the opening. He heard voices and knew that the redcoats were in the attic. He was able to understand what was sail "There's no one here," he heard one say. 'That's right; the girl told the truth," from .another. "And the rascal down ili the barroom lied to us," from a third. "Perh!'.ps not," in still aonther voice; "the rebel may have

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8 THE LIBERTY BOYS IN GOTHAM. been here and may have found out that we were coming and went out. He might be on the roof." Dick's heart sank when he heara this remark. "They'll find me, sure!" he told himself. Unarmed as he was, what could h!;l do against half a dozen redcoats with pistols in theii' hands? Nothing whatever. The only thing he could do, so far as he could see, would be to surrender. "But how would he get out on the roof and leave the cover of the scuttle-hole fastened on the under side?" asked one. Dick's heart rose when he heard this. He thought it pos sible that this would settle the matter in the minds of the soldiers and that they would take it for granted that he was not on the roof and would not take the trouble to look there for him. False hope! Another spoke up with the words: • "You forget the girl we saw down in the hallway. I'm sure she came from the attic, and she may have hooked it after the rebel climbed out on the roof." "That's so," said another; "we'll have a look, at any rate." Then Dick heard some one unfastening the hooks. Dick thought rapidly. What should he do? What could he do? If he could keep the redcoats from getting the cover off he might be saved from capture. 'fhis gave him an idea. Why might he not sit on the cover and hold it down with such force that the redcoats would think it was fastened in some way, or had got tight from lack of use and go away without trying to force it open. This was worth trying at any rate, and he at once took a seat on the cover and bore down with all his might. He felt the force of a pressure from underneath, but his weight was too much for the redcoats, who could not budge been on the roof of the other building. They had pushed the youth, scuttle-cover and all off, but they might have supposed that the cover was stuck tight and that there was no one there. The question with Dick was, how was he to get out of the house he was in? He gave the matter considerable thought, and at last de cided that it would be best to wait till dark before trying to leave the building; not only would he have a better chance to get out of the building without being seen, but he would not be so likely to be seen and recognized when he appeared upon the street. "It will be dark in an hour or so," said the youth to himself; "and then I can get out and away, I am certain." He made up his mind to take it as easy as possible, so he sat down. He looked at his hands somewhat ruefully; they had been skinned somewhat by striking on the roof, and the fingers were bleeding, having been laceratedwhen he was clutching at the s!;lingles in an effort to stay his ascent and keep from going off the roof. His knees were sore, too, and he doubted not that they were skinned. "I haNe nothing to complain of, though," he told himself; "I was lucky to escape with my life." Slowly the time rolled away. Dick was a youth who liked action. He was never satisfied when stress of circumstances forced him to be idle and inactive. Things had been lively, though, however, so that he could well afford to take it easy a while. At last it began to grow dark in the attic. This was proof that night was drawing on. Dick began figuring on trying to get out of the house. the cover. "Tho thing's stuck," said one; "there has been through that hole in this many a day." He went to the door that opened upon the stairway leading nobody down from the attic, and, opening it, listened intently. "We don't know that," was the reply; "come, lend a r.c..1ple of you, and we will push the cover off." He could hear no sound that indicated the presence of any a hand, one upstairs, and so he passed through the doorway and made Then Dick felt the force of a push that was two or three umes as strong as the first one had been. He managed to rehis way down the stairs to the landing below. He listened at this door and, hearing nothing, he opened it slowly and carefully. sist successfully, however. The redcoats became angered mations of rage. He looked out. It was not fully dark and he could see along and gave utterance to excla-the hall; but no one was in sight. "Now, all together," cried a thing!" "It is too light yet, however," thought Dick; "I must wait voice; "off with the blasted till it gets darker." The whole five must have placed their hands against the cover and pushed suddenly and with all their might, for the cover, in spite of Dick's efforts to hold it in place, was forced oft so suddeul'.v and strongly that Dick was sent headfirst off the roof. Over and over he went, and after him came the cover. CHAPTER VI. A LUCKY DROP. So he closed the door and went up to the attic. He waited nearly an hour. It was now so dark that he could hardly see his hand before his face. He went out of the attic and again opened the door and looked out into the hall. . All was darkness; and there was no sound to indicate the presence of any one. Just as Dick was about to step out into the hall, however, he heard footsteps and voices. I He stepped back and closed the door, excepting for a small crack. He peered out through the crack and managed to get a look at the newcomers. . I Then he stood there listefl.ing. The sensation that came over Dick was anything but a pleas-He saw that they were British officers, one a colonel, the ant one. other a captain. One carried a candle. The thought flashed through his mind that he would surely "They paused In front of a door about fifteen feet down the lose his life. hall from where Dick stood, and the colonel unlocked the door He supposed that he would fall clear to the ground and be and both entered. They closed the door and the murmur of crushed to a shapeless mass. their voices came to Dick's ears. But such was not to be his fate. He waited a few moments and then, stepped out into the The building that adjoined the tavern was a story and a hall. It was his idea that he might learn something of In half high, being a full story lower than the building Dick terest and value if he could overhear what the two officers had fallen from, and the youth struck on the sloping roof-were saying. In the privacy of their room they might tal'k o'f on bis feet, luckily-and slid downward, to the edge, where the plans of their commander-in-chief, and that was what he managed to get sufficient hold with his toes so that he was Dick wished to learn. It was for this that he had come down enabled to stay his descent k eep from going over and into the great city. / down to the ground. He stole along the hall, and when he came to the door he There was a scuttle-hole near where Dick was, and he man-paused and listened. aged to reach it and get hold of the cover. He placed his ear to the keyhole and could hear and under. He pulled on the cover and, to his joy, it opened; it was stand what was said. not fastened underneath. The two officers were indeed talking of the plans of their He climbed through the opening and lowered himself into commander-in-chief and Dick listened with eager interest. the attic. He looked upward, btit did not see any of the red-He could smell the odor of burning tobacco, and knew' that coats. the two were smoking and talking in comfort, little thinking This was fortunate, and he quickly replaced the cover over that a patriot spy was listening to their conversation. the scuttle-hole and fastened it. Dick heard them talking about an attack that was to be He felt r easonably safe now. made on the patriots on Harlem Heights. The exact date of He did not believe that the redcoats knew where he was; in-the attack, he learned, had not yet been decided upon, but it deed, he doubted if they even knew of a certainty that he had was to be within tho next fortnight.

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THE LIBERTY BOYS IN GOTHAM. 9 This was information that was well worth while having, and Dick congratulated himself on his good fortune in having acci dentally dropped-almost literally speaking-into the house. Dick listened there at the keyhole for nearly half an hour, and then he heard one say that it was supper time. Then he heard them stirring, and he stole to the door lead ing to the attic stairway, and, passing through, closed the door, all save a small crack. He saw the two officers come out of the room. The colonel, as before, carried the candle, and he locked the door, after which they moved along the hall and went downstairs. When they were gone Dick fell to thinking. One thing he had heard them talking about had interested him greatly. This was regarding papers of importance which the colonel was to receive within three days, and which he was to hand to General Howe. The papers were to come from a leading Tory over in New Jersey, and they would contain matter which, if General Washington could secure it, would be of great importance and valuE.. to him. Dick was now figuring .on returning and securing those papers. Dr how was he to accomplish this. The probabilities were that til e messenger from the New Jersey Tory would bring papers and deliver them to the colonel, who would immediateiy tl,!ke them to the commander-in-chief of the British army. So in order to be sure of getting a chance to secure the papers it would be nece&sary to be on hand constantly and keep a close espionage upon the movements of the colonel. Dick could hardly expect to do this alone, as he would have to sleep some of the time. He would need some one to assist him, and he decided to go back to the patriot encampment on Harlem Heights and return with a comrade. They would have to bring food and water with them, too, for they might have to remain in the attic several days. Having settled this matter In his mind, Dick decided to make the attempt to get out of the house. He made his way along the hall to the opposite end from that toward which the two officers had gone. He tried a couple of doors and found a stairway leading to the ground floor. He lnade his way down this stairway and landed in a small room that was, so he judged, to the kitchen, for he could detect the odor of food that had been cooked. He was hungry and it smelled good, but he had no time to stop and try to secure something to eat; he must get out of the house. He was moving slowly and carefully about, searching for the door, when his foot struck against some projection on the floor. He stooped down and felt of it and found that it was an iron handle, such as were used on cellar-doors that lay fiat with the floor. The thought came to him at once that' this was the door leading to the cellar, and he took hold of the iron handle and pulled. His conjecture was right; the door came open. It was so dark that he could not see anything, but he had no difficulty in feeling his way down the cellar-steps. As he went down he lower ed the door until it came back down into place. When he reached the floor of the cellar he began moving about and feeling along the walls, and presently he found a door. The door was bolted on the inside, so he pulled the bolt out and placed it in his pocket. "Perhaps they won't discover that the door is unbolted," he told himself; "and if they do and cannot find the bolt they may not think to fasten it, and in that case, it will be easy for Bob and I to enter when we come back here." He passed through the doorway and closed the door, after which he mounted the steps and lifted the outside cellar-door. He stood there listening. He did not hear anything to indicate that any one was In the vicinity, and so he stepped out into the back yard and closed the cellar-door very carefully, so as to avoid making any noise. Then he crossed the yard, climbed the fence and walked up the alley to the street. Heie he got his bearings and made his way in the direction of the livery-stable where he had left his horse. CHAPTER VII. BA.CK IN THE GREAT OITY. As Dick neared the stable he wondered it the stableman had learned that he was a patriot spy. "If so, it will be dangerous for me to go there for my horse," he told himself. He decided to risk it, however. It was not likely that the staoleman would hear the news, as he would not be out on the streets . . Presently Dick reached the stable. Entering, he found the stableman lying stretched out on a bench. "I'll take my horse now, I guess," said Dic)r . "All right." The man got up and bridled and blanketed Dick's horse 'and led him to the entrance. "How much do I owe you?" asked Dick. Tbe man named a price and Dick l)aid it. Then he mounted and rode out of the stable and away. The Liberty Boy decided not to risk Broadway this time. It was thronged with people, and among them might be some who witnessed the scene of the afternoon when he entered the city. If so, then they would recognize him and he would be captured. The only thing to do was to keep on the l:lide-streets, and this Dick did. He finally reached the Common and rode across it. As he was n earing the entr,ance to the Bloomingdale road he was challenged: "Halt! vVho comes there?" Instead of stopping and answering the challenge, Dick urged his horse forward at a gallop. The youth lay forward upon Napoleon Bonaparte's neck, so as to escape damage if the sentinel fired. This was a wise precaution, for the redcoat did fire. Crack! went his musket. Tbe bullet whi11tled past Dick's head. He judged that had he been sitting erect, he would have been struck by the bullet. Dick could just make out the form of a sentinel, and noted that the fellow had to leap to ,one side to keep from being run over by the horse. Then they were past the sentinel and going swiftly up the road. The redcoat yelled at the top of his voice, and his yells and the sound of the musket-shot speedily brought a lot of people to the spot. They did not have horses, however, so a pursuit was out of the question. Dick rode onward at a gallop, and after a ride of an hour and a half, arrived at the patriot encampment on Harlem Heights. Dick went at once to headquarters and was conducted to the room occupied by the commander-in-chief. Having announced Dick, the orderly withdrew. General Washington was up yet. In those times. he often remained up till after midnight, pondering, thinking hard, trying to figure out some way of circumventing the enemy. He was glad to see Dick. He gave the youth a cordial greeting. "You made a quick trip of it, Dick, my boy," he said. "Am I right in surmising that you have secured some informa tion?" "Yes, your excellency," replied Dick; "I have secured some information." "Let me know what it is at once." "Very well, sir." And Dick told what he had heard the two officers say. General Washington listened with interest. When Dick had finished the commander-in-chief dropped his eyes to the floor and gave himself up to deep thought. "So the British are going to make an attack on us within the fortnight?" he remarked, presently. "Well, we will try to be ready for them, thanks to the fact that we know what Is coming." Dick said nothing; he realized that the commander-in-chief was talking more to himself than to his young companion. The great man was silent for a few minutes, thinking, and then he said: "You say that the British colonel spoke of some pap'..., which he is expecting from over in New Jersey, Dick?" "Yes, your excellency." "Do you think that you could secure those papers?" "I am ready to make the attempt, sir." "I would like to have you do so; but it will be dangerous for y ou to venture down in Gotham, now that you have become know'n there." "True; but I have no fears, sir. I will dress differently next time." "That will be a good plan, and then you will not be likely to be recognized." "So I think. sir."

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10 THE LIBERTY BOYS IN GOTHAM. "Very good; do you go ahead with your affair, Dick, and if Then they moved slowly and cautiously across the Com you can succeed in securing those papers you will be doing a mon. good thing for the great cause, I am sure, for I feel that the They did• not head toward Broadway, as it was lighted up papers in question will contain much valuable information." to such an extent that they would be seen and might be "I judge that'they will be of value to you, sir." arrested by some of the British. It was Dick's wish to avoid "How are you going to go about trying to secure the pa-being seen. pers?" the general asked. They entered a street several blocks away from Broadway Dick told him. and made their way down it. There were scarcely any lights "I think your plan is a good one," said the commander-in-on this street, and the youths were shielded from observation chief; "but you will have to be very. careful or you will be by the darkness. ' discovered and captured." At last Dick turned into the alley and Bob followed without "We will exercise all possible care, sir." a word. He knew that Dick knew the way. They talked the matter over at some length and then Dick When they were about half-way up the alley Dick paused bade the commander-in-chief good-night, saluted and took and whispered: his departure. "We will have to climb this fence; there is no gate." He at once went to the headquarters occupied by the Liberty They climbed the fence and then Dick led the way across Boys. the backyard to the cellar-door. These consisted of a company of youths of about Dick's own He lifted the cellar-door and went down the steps. Bob age. , was close at his heels. They were lively, jolly youths, and were great fighters. Dick tried the door at the foot of the steps. To his joy it They had already distinguished themselves, and they had been was not fastened. in the patriot army only a few months. was their cap-The owner of the house had not discovered that the cellar-tain, and he was loved by all the youths. door was unfastened. They were eager to hear about Dick's adventures down in Dick whispered to Bob to close the upper door, and he did the great city, and he told the story as briefly as possible. so. • "I am going back," he said in conclusio .n; "and I want you Then they entered the cellar, and Dick closed the door and to go with me, Bob." led the way across the cellar. Bob Elstabrook was a first lieutenant and was always glad to They ascended the stairs, and Dick raised the door; the be called on to help Dick. next moment they were in the little room from which the "And we are to go down into Gotham, eh, Dick? " Bob ex-stairs led to the second floor. claimed, his eyes shining with deli ght. They closed • the door and then mounted the stairs; th'ey "Yes, Bob." moved slowly and cautiously by, for they did not wish to be "When are we to go?" discovered. "Right away; as soon as we can get ready." Presentlythey were standing in the hall, and Dick led the "Then we are to go to-night, eh?" way to the door that opened upon the stairs leading up into "Yes, in matters of this kind, the more prom-pt one is, the the attic. better it is; and, too, there are other reasons why it is de-He opened this door and passed through, Bob following. sirable that we shall go at once. One is, that by doing so Then they made their way up into the attic and proceeded to we may be able to get into the house where the officers have unburden themselves of the bag of food and canteens of water. their rooms by entering through the cellar." This done, Dick whispered: Bob was only too glad to go at once. This suited him ex"Now we are all right, Bob." actly. . "Yss, Dick; at any rate we got here safely." "What do we have to do in way , of preparation, Dick?" he. They talked a few minute.s in cautious whispers, and then added. Dick said: "Well, we may have to stay in the house in_ question three ' "I'll go down and listen at the door of the room occupied or four days, so the thing for us to do is to take plenty of food by . the British colonel. There might be something going on and water with us. Then we will be in a position to take there in the way of a conference between officers and Tories, things easy and remain quietly in hiding in the attic." and in that case I would learn something of interest." Bo ' b shook his head. "That's so, Dick." "That's the one feature of the affair that I don't fancy," The youth went down the steps and out into the hall. He he said; "I am not much of a hand to remain cooped up. I moved along the hall till he to the door of the colonel's think that I shall do a little in the way of moving about on room. the streets, old fellow." Here Dick paused and listened. ";you will have to be very careful, Bob." He could hear no sound, nor. was there any light to be seen "Oh, I'll be careful." shining underneath the door or through the keyhole. The youths tallrnd a while and then Dick and Bob began "He is in bed and asleep, I judge," thought the youth. making their arrangements trip they were to make. He turned and started to go back to the stairway leading The:r were not long in doing this. to the attic when he heard the colonel's door open. When they had made their arrangements the matter of Dick flattened himself against the wall and stood motion-how they were to go to the city came up. It was decided less and scarcely breathing. that a couple of the youths should accompany them 'to within There was a brief period of silence, and the youth heard a mile of the city, and that then Dick and Bob would disa voice say: mount and walk the rest of the way, while their two comrades "I was sure I heard some one at my door." would take the horses back to the encampment. A little 'later the four Liberty Boys set out. The y rode southward till they were within n mile of the Common and then stopped. Dick and Bob dismounted, bade their comrades good-by -and then walked toward the city, while the other two turned and rode bac,k toward Harlem Heights. Dick and Bob walked at a good pace till they were near the Common. Then they slackened their speed and moved slowly and cautiously. The y knew that there would be sentinels to pass, they wi s h e d to pass them without b eing discovered, if J:!Uch a thing was oossible. Presently they succeeded in locating a sentinel. Now the thing was to get past him. This. was not s o difficult at this hour of the night as it would have been for the sentinel now on duty had b ee n arouse d from his sleep to take his place, and he was still G le e py. He tramped his beat, true, but it was in a me ch anical fas hion, and he was, in fact,. about half asleep. '?his ::n.a,de it a comparatively easy matter for the two Libe;ty to slip past him. CHAPTER VIII. AN OLD ACQUAINTANCE. Dick was on the anxious-seat. It would be bad indeed if the British officer was to discover his presence there . It might interfere with Dick's plans, for it would in all probability make it impossible for himself and comrade to remain in the house. He remained perfectly quiet, however, and after listening a few moments the colonel went back into the room and closed the door. Dick breathed a sigh of relief. He stole along the hall to the doorway leading to the attic stairs, and was soon back in the attic with Bob. "What was the trouble down there, Dick?" asked Bob; "I thought I heard a voice." Dick told him.

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THE LIBERTY BOYS GOTHAM. 11 "Jove, the colonel must have good ears!" said Bob. "Yes; I am glad that I have found it out, for now I will be very careful when I am spying around this door." Dick had bolted the door at the foot of the stairs, and so now he and Bob Jay down and went to sleep. They slept soundly till morning, and then they ate their breakfast, which consisted of cold meat and bread and water. They remained quietly In the attic till noon, and, after they had eaten their dinner, Bob became restless. Dick noticed It and smiled. "What's the matter, Bob?" he asked. "I am feeling like a fish out of water, Dick. It is hard to be cooped up." "I thought that was what alled you." "Yes; say, Dick." "Well?" "Let .me get out upon the street." Dick looked thoughtful. "I am not .known to any of the redcoats, you know, Dick, and so I won't be in any danger of being captured." 'But you may be seen while leaving or entering the house; and you might be seen by some one in the house, which would be bad for our plans." "Well, I'll die if I don't get out in the open air a little while, old man." Dick smiled. . "I don't think it is so bad as that, Bob; but you may go. Be very careful, though." "I will." "Bo1"s face shone with delight. It was plain that he was eager to get out and away.' He was cautious, for be had promised Dick that he would be. He was soon down the stairs and in the little room in which was the cellar-door; this Bob opened, and a minute later was crossing the cellar. He made his way out and up the cellar-steps. Before emerging he took a survey of the surroundings. The.te was no one in sight in the backyard, and Bob stepped forth from the cellar-way and made his way across the yard to the fence. He glanced back toward the house, but did not see any one at the windows, so judged that he bad not been seen. He climbed the fence and walked down the alley. When he came to the street he turned up It and was soon on Broadway. Bob's face shone with delight. His eyes glowed. He was in his element now; he was a youth who loved action. He was full of animal spirits. He mingled with the crowds that thronged Broadway, and elbowed his way along in an independent manner that was characteristic of him. He paused occasionally to look Into the shop-windows, and then would move on again, happy as could be. Presently he beard a cry of "Fire! Fire!" and with scores of others he ran in the direction of it. It was only three blocks toward the Hudson River to where the burning building stood. It was frame, two and a half stories high, and it was evident that it would be impossible to save it. A fire company was at work, but the bucketfuls of water that were thrown on the flames did not seem to have any effect whatever. \'i.hile some of the firemen were canying and throwing water on the flames others were carrying furniture out of the house. It was supposed that everybody was out of the building, but suddenly a girl of perhaps sixteen years appeared at an upstairs window and called for help. "Save me! Save me!" she cried, and she held out her hands pleadingly. Some of the firemen tried to put a ladder up and get at the girl, but the flames burst out through a lower window and it was impossible to do this. "Help me!" the girl cried; "will no one save me?" • Bob looked about him at the firemen. "Won't some of you men go in and bring her out?" he asked. They shook their heads. •It's as much as a man's life is worth to go in there," said one. "It's sure death!" from another. "And you are going to let the girl burn to death?" cried Bob, indignantly. "I don't see what good it would do her for some of us to go in and be burned to death with her." said one fireman, dognillY. ' "Why don't you go in and save her yourself?" said another, in a sneering voice: "Give me your helmet and I will!" cried Bob. The fireman banded it to the youth without a word, but with a sarcastic smile on his face. Evidently he thought the youth would back out when it came to the test. He did not know Bob Estabrook, That youth did not know the meaning of the word fear, and then, too, he was headstrong and impetuous and not at all given to counting the cost. Bob threw his own hat on the ground, clapped the helmet on bis head, and made a dash for the doorway. Stop him!" cried the fire chief; "he will be burned todeath, sure!" • A couple of the firemen made a grab at Bob,. but did not succeed in getting hold of him. Before they could grab a second time he had passed them and had leaped headfirst through the doorway, across which flames were playing. As he disappeared from sight groans and cheers went np from the crowd-groans from those who thought they would never see the youtli again, and cheers from those who appreciated his bravery. Plunging Into the burning building was indeed a daring and desperate thing to do, ]}ut it was characteristic of Bob. It was just what might have been expected of him. He plunged ahead till he came to the stairway, and he ran to this through the smoke, holding his breath as best he could. When he reached the second floor he made his way along till he came to a door. This he opened, and through the smoke he made out the form of the girl at the window. Gasping for breath, he made his way to the girl's side and caught her by the arm, at the same time saying: "Corne with me, miss; I will save you!" The room was filled with smoke, and it was a difficult matter to breathe; then, too, the crackling of the flames and the shouting of the firemen made so much noise that Bob had to shout In order to make the girl understand him. And now, to make it worse, she fainted. Bob realized that there was only one thir, to do. He must carry the girl out of the building. He lifted her and moved across the floor. He was almost suffocated, and staggered as he went. He managed to reach the doorway and get through it into the hall. He staggered onward, and presently reached the head of the stairs. Down these he went slowly, staggering, gasping for breath and inhaling smoke instead of air. How he ever managed to reach the bottom of the stairs without falling Bob never knew, but be did manage it, and the next moment.he plunged through the doorway, and with the unconscious girl in his arms fell headlong to the ground all but unconscious himself. . The firemen seized both and carried them to a place of safety, and water was thrown on them to extinguish the fire, where their clothing had ignited. A great cheer went up from the crowd when the youth and the girl put in an appearance. Scarcely one in the whole crowd but what had thought that the youth would not only fail to save the girl, but would lose his own life as well. So now, when he appeared, carrying the girl, they cheered him loudly. Bob was up in a few moments, seemingly as good as new; he had received a few burns, but nothing serious. The girl had received a few burns also, but nothing dangerous; she had been given a terrible scare, bcwever, and this shocked he1 to such an extent that .it was some time before they could bring her back to consciousness. Meanwhile, the building collapsed with a great crash, and a shudder went over the crowd as its members thought of the fate that would have overtaken the girl but for the bravery of the youth. A great crowd was around Bob, asking him his name and where be lived, etc. He answered as best he could, and all the time he was wondering how he was going to get away unnoticed. The one thing that he did not want to do-i. e., attract attention to himself-he had done, and now he was trying to figure out some way to get away from the crowd. This was going to be very difficult, for the people were bent on making a hero of him. The parents of the girl whose life Bob had saved came and thanked him earnestly and sincerely, and as soon as the girl herself was able to sit up she insisted that the youth should come and lei her thank him. Amy woolson was the girl'>: name, and Bob gave b.is own

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THE LIBERTY BOYS GOTH c \M. 111ame when asked what it was, for he felt sure that there was !no one in the great city who had ever heard of him. Bob remained in the vicinity of the burned building quite a .while, but at -last managed to dodge into the crowd and get away. 1"T1:Jere was altogether too much not-0riety there to suit me," he told himself; "I don't want the eyes of everybbdy on •me, for I am a patriot and am here on a secret errand. I must keep moi:e in tho bacl;:ground." He back on Broadway , and enjoyed walking along the street and mingling with the crowds. Every once in a while, however, he was seen by some one who had seen his brave action at the fire and was pointed out, much to his dis (:omfiture. For Bob was as modest as he was brave. Bob remained on the streets till evening, and then went into a restaurant fo get his supper. He gave a waiter his order, and while waiting for his supper to be brought to him he Jooked around him with interest. Suddenly he gave a start and turned his head away quickly. Coming into the restaurant was a Tory youth whom Bob had known all his life. The youth's name was Joe Scroggs,' and he lived only a mile or so from Bob' s home up in Westchester bounty. With .Toe were a couple of men,.who w ere strangers to Bob. That they had seen him oefore was evidencei;l., how ever, when one caught sight of him, and exclaimed: "Why, there's that young fellow Estabrook who acted the hero at the. fire this afternoon!" "Why, so it is!" said the other man. Joe Scroggs gave Bob a glance and a fiendish look of triumph appeared on his face as he cried: "Yes, thet's Bob Estabrook, an' one uv ther biggest rebels theer is in the country! 1He's one uv them, fellers whut they talls Tb.er Liberty Boys uv Seventy-six!" CHAPTER IX. KIDNAPED. Bob had one characteristic that 'sometimes got him into trouble. He was given to acting first and then stopping to lhink about it afterward. He acted now instantly. He. did not say a word, but leape d up and .gave Joe Scroggs a blow between the eyes that lu;wcke. d him down and caused him to see more stars than he had ever witnessed before at bne time in his life. The two men uttered exclamations of amazement. "That young scoundrel lied just now," said Bob; "and I would stay and prove it to you, but .I have an appointment ll.nd must be there right away, so will bid you good-evening." Then he walked out of the restaurant as 'nonchalantly as though he had not done anything to occasion excitement or comment, leaving the proprietc.r and waiters to :(ind out what the trouble was from Joe Scroggs and his companions. The moment he was out of doors Bob J;:tasten e d up .the street. "They will come out and give chase likely," he thought. He kept glancing back, and presently saw Joe and his two companions come rushing forth from the restaurant. They looked down and then up the street, and then came running after him. "I guess they have seen me," thought Bob; "well, I'll have to run for it, I guess. " And run he did. He attracted the attention of the pedestrians, and they stared at him wonderingly and somewhat suspiciously. Ono or two tried to bar his way, but he cried out that he !was going for a doctor, and for them to not hinder him, and they got out of the way. He turned down the first side-street he came to, and thert ran at the top of his speed. Joe Scroggs a .nd his two companions were now yelling that the fugitive was a rebel, and soon a crowd was after the fleeing Luckily it was now dark a nd there were not many streetlamps on the street Bob was traversing. This would give him a chance to dodge }).is pursuers. On Bob ran. Aftrr him came the yelling mob. "Stop him! Stop him!" was the cry. Ono man did attempt to stop him, but received a blow be tween the eyes that knocked him down. 'J'his did not delay the youth a11y to speak of. Presentl y he turned down: a ,_side-street and ran in this di-rection a couple of blocks, after which he again turned and ran a couple of blocks. He was now in the vicinity of the house where Dick was stationed, and when he came to the alley he turned up it. It was dark in the alley, but he ran onward, and when he came to the house in question he paused and climbed the fence. Just as h e did so he heard the shouting mob go racing past the end of the alley. Bob paused to get his breath. He was panting, but was, feel-ing pretty good, nevertheless. "Now I wonder what that rascally Joe Scroggs is doing down here in the city?" the youth asked himself. Of oourse, he could not answer the question. Presently he wa.s himself again, having regained his breath, and then he moved slowly and cautiously across the yard. He reached the cellar-way and opened the door and descended the steps. He opened the door and passed into the cellar. Having closed the door, he moved across the cellar and up the steps leading to the room above. , He was very ca.reful and managed to get up into the attic without being seen. Dick was glad when Bob got there. '"I have been uneasy, Bob," he said; "what kept you so late?" "Oh, I had some adventures," was the careless reply. "I'll wager you did!" "Yes, that what I like, though." "I know that, too. But what have you been up to?" Bob told him the story of the fire and how he saved the life of a girl. "Th(lt is just like you, old fellow," said Dick. "You never count the cost or talre ,stock of the damage when you make up your mind to do a thing; and you are likely to make up your mind very quickly sometimes." "One has to make up his mind quickly sometimes." "That's so." Then B o b told a:bout his adventure in the restaurant when Joe S c r( ;gs had put in an appearance. "Joe Scroggs here in the city!" exclaimed Dick. "Yes." "I wonder what has brought him down here?" "I don't know; he was with two men, however, and it is possible that they are relatives." "Yes, that is possible." The youths now turned their attention to the business that had brought them to this place. Have you seen anything of the Brftish officers?" asked Bob. "No; they have been away all day." "It is about time they-were coming to their rooms, don't you think?" "I do; I'll go down and take a look. They may be there now . " Dick went out of the attic. He was gone fifteen minutes, and when he returned he said: "They're there." "'Is that so, Dick?" "Yes." "Did you learn anything of interest?" "No; except that the messenger has not yet appeared with the papers." . "It is something to know that." "So it is." "If we stay here and watch closely we will probably be able to get hold of the papers. " "If the messenger should get here at night, Bob, we may be able to secure the papers, for then the colonel would keep them in his room till morning, I feel sure; but if the messenger should come in the daytime, the colonel would in all probability take them to the commander-in-chief at once." "True; well, I hope that the messenger will come at night." "So do I." talked a few minutes and then Dick went back down and listened at the door of the colonel's room again. He heard a few things that were of interest, but nothing of very great importance. He went back into the attic and then Bob went down and listened at the door. He went back presently and told Dick to lie down and go to sleep. "I will watch the first half of the night," he said, "and you can watch the last half." "All right, Bob; but if any one comes to the room, come and wake me."

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THE LIBERTY BOYS IN GOTHAM:. 13 "I will." Dick lay down and was soon asleep, and Bob went down to the foot of the attic: steps and sat there, watching through the opening made by leaving the attic door partially ajar. He watched till about two o'clock, and then woke Dick. "I don't think there is much likelihood that the messenger will come at this time of the night," said Dick; "but we must not take anything for granted." "That's right, Dick; General Washington has confidence In us and we must prove that it is not misplaced." "So we must." No messenger put in an appearance that night, however. They ate their frugal repast next morning, and then Dick said: "I believe that I will go out and get some fresh air and exercise, Bob. You will stay here and watch the colonel's room?" "Of course, Dic,k. You will be back by noon, I suppose?" "Yes, and you can take your outing this afternoon." "All right."' Dick then took his departure. •He was careful and took his time and succeeded in getting out -Of the house and away without having been seen by any one. ' He was out for air and exercise, as he had said, and so he walked over toward the East River. He was soon down on the wharf, and the busy scenes there were of interest to him. A schooner was getting ready to sail and Dick stood looking at the sailors at work. A big, red-faced mate was standing on deck,' issuing orders in a voi c e that could be heard on the farther side of the river. Pr'esen Uy this man called four of the sailors to him and talked to them a few moments in a low voice. They nodded and presently came walking down the gangplank onto the wharf. They passe d close to Dick, but he did not pay any attention to them. He supposed that they had been sent on an errand to some store in the vicinity or perhaps to a dram-shop after liquor. He made a mistake In not watching the sailors, however, for as soon as they had passed Dick and he could not see them, they whirled and seized hold of the youth. Although taken by surprise, Dick struggled fiercely and made a very good fight; but he could not be successful against four strong men, and in spite of a:Il he could do he was carried bodily aboard the schooner. The gangplank was then pulled in and the schooner cast loose and moved out into the river. This had all been done so quickly that even had any of the bystanders on the wharf desired to Interfere they would hardly have had time to do so; but none had evinced a disposit!-On to do this. The fact was, that the majority of the spectators were of a rough class who were not likely to be interested in anybody's troubles but their own. They had looked upon the affair with an air of interest, but without any show of sympathy or pity. The four sailors who had seized Dick carried him into the cabin in accordance with instructions from the mate. "What does this mean?" cried Dick; "let me go! I demand set me free!" But the sailors paid no attention and locked the door and then went back up on deck. Left to himself, Dick tried to reason the matter out. What could it mean? Why had he been made a prisoner and carried aboard the schooner? Finally he gave it up. "There is just one thing that I am positive of," he said to himself "'rimly; "and that is that I must escape. I more than half beli:'ve that the vessel is putting out to sea!" Dick did not hear or see anything of his captors until a
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14 THE LIBERTY BOYS IX GOTH A:Jf. .. ::..:.:: --------=-=-==---:..::;::=-=-=--::=-=that the mate was a man who would hesitate to do anything that came into his mind to do if he was angry. All the sailors pulled like mad, but they could not force the boat through the wate r fas t enough to suit the mate, and he kept abusing and threatening t h e m. Dick was strong and he managed to mantain an ev e n rate o f spe ed. Of course , he g r e w tired, but h e w a s enabled to "draw upon reserve strength and keep on g6ing at top speed. The result was that he s ucceeded in reaching the shore while )et the boat was twenty yards distant. ' Stop! " roa r e d the mate; "stop, er I'll ut' a bullet through ' y e !,, H e drew a pistol as he spoke and fio ishe it me:t;1acingly . Doubtless h e thought that this would so erri y the ugitiv t.hat h e would stop at once and give up. lf he did think this he soon saw that he had made a mis-take, howev e r . Die careful, Bob," said Dick, earnestly. He knew just how r eckless Bob was, and realized that he would do what he said. " Oh, I'll be care ful, Dick," with a smile. "It is not likely. that there will be two gangs of sailormen-kidnapers down there on the same day." After some further talk Bob took his departure. CHAPTER XI. BOB lli'\D JOE SCROGGS MEET Bob had spoken in a joking manner when he said that he would go down to the East River wharf and stand around and see if he would be kidnaped, but at the same time really meant to go down there. As soon as he was out of the house and away he headed straight toward the East River. He was soon there. He stood around, watching the sailors and the longshoremen at work. Nobody paid any attention to him, however, and he was somewhat disappointed. He was a youth who delighted in having adventures; that they were dangerous often did not matter. He did not know what the sensation of fear was like. Bob happened to look around when he had been standing there half an hour or so, and he caught sight of his old enemy, Joe Scroggs, coming down the street. Bob was all excitement at once. Here was a chance for an adventure, he was sure. Joe had cause d him trouble in the restaurant, as has been told, and the Liberty Boy was eage r to get even with the T orr youth. But how was he to do it? He thought fast and an i .dea came to him. • He went to an old sailtir who stood on the wharf and talked to him a f e w moments, af
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THE LIBRij,TY BOYS IN GOTHAM. 15 "Yer right." "The last time we met we didn't ,have much chance to talk, did we?" with a grin. "Not much." 1 "But now we have a good chance to talk to each other and come to a good understanding of how we feel toward each other." "Yaas, thet's so." "I want to tell you how much I think of you, Joe." The Tory youth grunted. He was pretty certain that Bob did not have a very high opinion of him. "In fact, I have been wanting a chance to tell you how much I despise you! said Bob, with scorn in his eyes and tones. Joe flushed. A number of idlers had gathered near and were listening to the conversation, and he did not like to be talked to before people . =========================== "Thet's no way ter do!" he growled. "Why not?" "Becos, ef ye wanter fight, why, le's fight here on ther. wharf. I don' see no use uv goin' out in ther boat." "Oh, there isn't any particular use of our doing so, but I want to do so, that is all." "I don' see w'y." "I do; I have made up my mind to give you a good ducking" and so in order to do it we will go out in the boat." Joe looked glum. "I don' wanter go in ther boat," he said; "I kain't swiJl'l very good, an' with my clo ' es on I'd mos' likely drowa." "No danger." "'V'y not?" "Because you are too mean to drown." The bystanders chuckled, and this made Joe madder than, .. I reckon thet thar hain't no love said, sullenly. lost bertween us," he ever. "I judge that you are right about that, cause to despise you, while by rights you "I hain't no meaner n-qr whut ye air, Bob Estabrook!" he 1 Joe; but I have growled. ought to respect "Oh, yes, you are." me." "'V'y so?" "Because I am an honest, honorable, chap, while you are a regular sneak." Joe flushed more than ever, and his was very angry. good natured sort of eyes showed that he "Ye better be keerful whut ye say, Bob Estabrook!" he growled. Bob laughed and snapped his fingers. "That for you, Joe Scroggs," he said. "You are such a coward that there is no danger that you will try to do me any damage-that is, not while I am looking." "Ye hedn't better be too shore uv et." "You mean that you really would fight, then?" "'\Vaal, I hain't afeerd uv ye." "And you will fight me?" "I hain't." "I'll leave it to the crowd," said Bob. "Whut'd they know erbout et? They don' know eether wun uv us, an' so they kain't tell w'ich is ther meanest." "Yes, they can." "How kin they tell?" "By our looks." "Bosh!" "There isn't any bosh about it. They can tell easily enough." "They kain't do ennythin' uv ther kin'." "Yes, they can. You know they would decide against you on account of that villainous face of yours, and so you are: unwilling to have the matter settled in that fashion." "Bah! Stop talkin' sech foolishness." "All right; get into the boat." But Joe made no move to obey. "Yaas, I wull!" "I hain't goin' ter go in fur no sech foolish bizness," he, Joe assumed as brave an air as was possible, and even blussaid sullenly . . tered a bit. "But you must." "You will fight me any way I say?" Joe saw that Bob was in earnest and he became desperate. Joe looked at Bob suspiciously. He knew that if he went out in the boat and they got in a1 "Whut d'ye mean?" he asked, cautiously. struggle, he would get the worst of it. He had tested Bob's "Just what I say. I have a crow to pick with you, and strength on more than one occasion at school in past years,j want to know if you are willing to give me satisfaction." and was well aware of the fact that the Liberty Boy was his 'Uf course I am." Joe pretended to be bold and willing, but the attempt was not a complete success. A close observer would easily have seen that he was very ill at ease. "All right," said Bob, briskly, "that is all I wanted to know." He turned toward the wharf, at the same time motioning for Joe to follow . "Whut ye want?" . Joe held back and hesitated. It was plain that he wished to know what was in the wind before going forward to meet trouble. "Come here; I'll tell you what I want." Joe moved forward slowly and hesitatingly. Soon he stood beside Bob at the edge of the wharf. Bob pointed down to a boat that lay on. the water right below where they stood. "See the boat?" he asked. "Yaas, I see et." "Well, I'll tell you what we will do. We will get into that boat, row out into the middle of the stream and then we will go for each other, and the better man will throw the other into the river." master. He was not a good swimmer, and was not sure that if he were to be._!hrown into the river with his clothes on he wouldi not drown. So he made up his mind to have the matter set' tied on shore. Joe was tricky and was capable of attempting anything,1 whether fair or not, if he thought it would be to his advantage. He knew that he could not delay matters much longer,'. so he suddenly stepped forward and gave Bob a push . His intention was to push Bob off the wharf into the water, , but the Liberty Boy was on his guard. He had been watching Joe and had come to the conclusion tba't he was going to tryj to do something tricky; the result was that Bob managed to keep from going off the wharf. It made him angry, however. "You cowardly, tricky hound!" cried Bob. "I'll make you wish that you had not tried that!" He leaped forward and seized hold of Joe. The Tory youth, seeing he was in for it, fought as hard as . he could. He and struggled and did his best to get free, but to no avail. He could not do it. Bob had almost as strong a grip as hadl his comrade Dick. Joe stared in amazement. of such a proposition. He hardly knew what to think The spectators were well pleased. They were treated, to a show and did not have to pay anything to see it.

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16 'rHE LIBERTY BOYS IN GOTHAM. Their sympathies were with Bob, for he was a bright, handsome youth, while Joe was dark-faced and evil-looking . They gave utterance to remarks of encouragement to Bob, and this added to Joe's discomfiture. The knowledge that the spectators were against him took quite a good deal of courage out o( h,i,m. Bqb was working with a definite purpose in view. This was the giving of Joe Scroggs a good ducking. To this end he would have to break the other's hold and then secure a siire hold himself. This he managed to do presently, and then he lifted Joe off the floor, held him poised a few moments, 1 .nd threw him head over heels into the river. Down Joe weut with a splash and a yell that ended in a gurg le . Under he went out of sight. The crowd rushed to the string-piece and looked down, giv1ing utterance to 1 cries indicative of delight because of the exh!bition they had been treated to. , Joe was under only a few moments, and then he came to the surface, puffing like a porpoise. "Kin he swim?" asked a longshoreman. "A little, I guess," replied Bob. "Help! Hel--" gasped Joe, and then he went down again, choking off his cry for help. The longshoreman who had asked if Joe could swim picked up a boat-.hook and leaped down onto the deck of a fishing smack and walked along till he came to the point where the youth would reappear. Here he paused and stood looking down and waiting, the boat-hook poised, ready for use. Presently Joe came to the surface, and the longshoreman reached down and inserted the hook in the youth's trousers near the waistband. Then he began to lift, and a couple of more men went to his assistance. They lifted the youth upward slowly, for he was kicking and struggling at a great rate, and, they feared his clothing would give way and he would be dropped back into the water. They had almost got him to the rail, when, sure enough, the waistband broke and down went Joe and into the water kersplash! A yell of delight went up from the majority of the spectators. They did not think there was :tnuch danger that the youth would drown, the accidental return to the water was pleasing to them. Bob could not help laughing. He was having more sport out of the affair than he had expected. The longshoremen waited till Joe came up again, and then they fastened the hook into the youth's coat between the should e:s . Then they lifted slowly and cautiously, and this time they succeeded in getting him onto the deck of the ves sel. Joe sank down, weak and gasping. He was almost strangled, but after a little while succeeded in recovering his breath and sitting up. Bob came aboard the fishing smack. "You had better get out of the city as quickly as you can, Joe," he said "I-I'm g-goin' ter-git-out," stammered Joe. "Very well; with that understanding I will let you go." Joe scrambled to his feet anq hastened off the vessel. As soon as he was on the wharf he walked away as rapidly as possible. He presente d an amusing spectacle, with his torn and dripping clothing, and the crowd laughed and jeered him. Jot) did not pay any attention to the jibes and jeers, however; h e wanted to get away 11-nd was thankful that he could do so. H e went onward as rapidly as possible. "Waal, ye kinder got ther better uv ther youngster," said one of the longshoremen. "Yes," replied Bob; "I think I did get a little bit the better of him, sure enough." "Yaas, ye did, fur er fack," from another. Bclb thanked the men who had fished Joe out, and then took his departure. He was well satisfied with his success in finding excitement, and hoped to be able to find something else to attract his attention before the afternoon was gone. He wandered along, looking at the shop-windows and at the great crowds thronging Broadway, and was very well satis-fied. 1 "I wouldn't mind living here in the city," he told himself; "I like it where things are lively." He kept a sharp lookout for excitement, but did not succeed in finding any more. "Oh, well," h e said to himself, "my adventure with Joe is enough, if I don't' run across any other adventures." He walked the streets till evening, and then went to a restaurant and ate supper. Then he went out and walked around half an hour or so till it was as dark as it would be; then he made his way back into the house where Dick was awaiting his coming. It was dark, and he did not have any difficulty in getting back. into the house and up into the attic without being seen by any one. When he told Dick about his encounter with Joe Scroggs, hi;:; comrade was .delighted and laughed heartily. "I am glad that you ran across Joe and gave him the ducking, Bob," said Dick. "So am I," with a grin. "Do you think he will go back home?" "I am sure that he will." As on the night before, Bob was to keep watch on the British officers' room the first half of the night and Dick was t o watch them the last half. About ten o'clock Bob came up into the attic and woke Dick up. "I think the messenger has come, Dick!" he whispered; "there's a man in there now and I heard him tell the colonel that he had just come over from in Ne-Iv Jersey. CHAPTER XII. TILE YOU.TH$ SECURE THE PAPERS. Dick was on the alert instantly. "Good!"' he whispered; "we must watch now, and if the colonel starts to leave his room .we must attack and overpower him and secure the papers." "All right, Dick; that's what we will do." 'l'he two left the attic and were soon p eering the partially open door looking out upon the hall. They could see the door of the colonel's room. They waited there a few moments, watching and listening, and then Dick moved across the hall and took up his position at the door in question. He listened intently and soon learned that the messenger that had been looked for had arrived. He was talking to the colonel, and their conversation was about the papers that the messenger had brought. Presently Dick heard the colonel say that he would not go to headquarters that night with the papers, but would wait till He dtd 119t even look back, and s o on he was out of sight morning. of the 1wm on the wharf. Then a little later h e beard the messenger bid the col onel

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THE LIBERTY BOYS IN GOT HAM. 17 good-night, and the Liberty Boy hastened back and stepped through the doorway at the foot of the attic stairs and dosed the door-all save a crack wide enough to peep through. The youths saw the mess enger emerge and take his departure. Then they sa:w the colonel close the door. They listened intently, trying to make out whether or not he locked It, but did not hear the key turn in the lock. "I hope he will forget to lock the door," wliispered Bob. "I hope so, too," said Dick; "but I'm afraid he won't for get." 0They waited at least an hour, and then they went to the colonel's door and listened. They could hear heavy breathing and decid e d that the officer must be asleep. "What is that, Bob?h "We can fall off." "Stop your fooling, old fellow," said Dick. Bob chuckled. He was irrepressible and no danger seemed to be so great as to put a damper on his spirits. The two at once began making a tour of investigat\on on the roof. It was dangerous business, as a slip or' misstep would s _ end them to the ground, where they would be treated to broken limbs, or possibly to a broken•neck. They were sure-footed, however. 'rhey had done a great deal of climbing during their boy hood days, and this stood them in good stead now. Presently Dick called to Bob, cautiously: Dick tried the door. It opened to his touch. it after all. "Here, Bob," he said; "I believe that we can reach the The colonel had negle cte d to lock ground in safety." Dick passed into the room and Bob came close at his heels. They pushed the door to and look e d around them. In his bed at one side. of the room the colonel lay sleeping. On a table not far away a candle was burning. Bob drew a pistol so as to be ready for work should the colonel awaken. "There are some papers on the table," whispered Bob. "You get them; I'll look after the officer." Dick stepped to the, table and took up the papers. The officer opened his eyes and half rose in bed. "Lie still!" said Bob, sternly. The colonel stared in silence, a look of combined anger and fear on his face. "Be careful," warned Bob; "no noise, or you are a dead man!" Bob was soon beside his comrade. "What have you found?" be asked. "A water-spout, Bob." ''Ah, I see!" "I have tested it, Bob, and believe that it will hold our weight." "All right; I hope that it will." "I will go first, and see how it turns out, old fellow." "No; you had better let me go first; I am not of so much importance as yourself, and if I break my neck it won't matter so much." "No, I will go first." At this instant voices were heard. The voices sounded startlingly near, and the youths understood instantly that tire inmates of the house had come up into the attic and were now at the scuttle-hole. But the officer saw the papers in Dick's hand, and they "I'll wager the scoundrels came up onto the roof!" they were of such importance that he was ready to take desperate heard a voice say. chances in order to try to recover the papers. "Likely enough," said another. "Thieves! Robbers!" he suddenly yelled. "Help! Rel--" "Let's climb out and see about it." Thump! "You may do so; but you will have to excuse me. I am not Bob had leaped forward and dealt the colonel a blow on much of a hand at such risky work as that." the head with the butt of the pistol, stopping his yelling and Dick and Bob heard this; and.at once began the task ahead rendering him unconscious. of them. "We must get out of here in a hurry, Bob!" exclaimed Dick. Dick went first, and succeeded in making his way down the "So we must!" waterspout in slJ,fety. They left the room hastily. Bob listened, and when he heard a faint whistle, he knew They ran across the hall and passed through the doorway that Dick had reached the ground in safety. leading to the attic-stairs and closed the door. Bob heard a sort of scrambling sound, over in the direction There was a bolt and. they pushed it into its socket. of the scuttle-hole, which was on the other slope of the roof, As they r!id so they heard the sound of footsteps and exand, realizing that some one was out on the roof, he hastened cited voices. to get down off it. The colonel's yells had been heard and all the inmates of He made his way down the waterspou.t, slowly and cau-the house would soon be on the scene, no doubt. tiously at first, and then faster. .. ""Well, we have the papers, Bob!" whispered Dick. Presently he struck the ground, and felt Dick's hand .. on "Yes, but we haven't got away from here with them yet." his arm . . "But we will-we must!" "We will try." This was said quietly but determinedly. "How are we to get away, Dick?" "Perhaps we may manage to get out on the roof and then dow.n to the grot!nd, said Dick; "come on; we will try it, at any rate.,. They made their way up into the attic and to scuttle hole. Tl1e y unfastened the hooks and pushed the cover off. Dick had placed the papers in his pocket, and now he drew himself up through the hole and climbed out on the roof. Bob followed. "Now see if we can find some means of.reaching the ground, Bob," said Dick. "We have one way open to us if all others fail, Dick." "Come," was whispered in his ear. "We must get away from here as quickly as possible. We are likely to be discovered. at I any moment." "Go ahead; I will follow." They started across the backyard, but had gone only a few paces when the rear door of the house opened and a number of British officers and soldiers came rushing forth. "Keep your eyes open!" cried a voice. "They may be in the yard at this very moment." A light shone out through the open doorway, and it made things light enough in the back ya.rd so that Dick and Bob were seen. Instantly a shout went up. "There they are! " "You're right!" "After them!" \

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18 'rHE LIBERTY BOYS GOTIIAM: Such were a few of the exclamations and commands given utterance to by the redcoats. Dick and Bob paid no attention to the words of the red coats. They increased their speed, and ran across the yard with the speed of greyhounds. They reached the fence and climbed it with the greatest possible speed. ' The youths dashed down the alley. The soldiers were soon at (he fence, and they clambered over it and started in pursuit. They knew that the fugitives had some valuable papers in their possession, and, fearing that the rebels might succeeu escaping, the redcoats fired a number of shots, hoping-to kill or cripple them and bring them down. Luckily none of the bupets hit the mark, and Dick and Bob kept right on running. It happened to be a dark night, and the youths kept to the unlighted streets, with the result that they finally succeeded in throwing their pursuers off the track altogether. Having succeeded in doing this, they felt comparatively safe. They succeeded in getting out of the city and past the sen tinels, and then set out on the long walk to Harlem Heights. They arrived there two hours later, and went at once to the Liberty Boys• quarters. They lay down and went to sleep, for they were tired and sleepy; and, too, they did not think that it was necessary to place the papers in the hands of the commander-in-chief at once. They were up bright and early next morning, and while eating breakfast they told their comrades the story of their adventures in Gotham. The Liberty Boys listened with interest. After breakfast Dick went to headquarters. The orderly conducted him to the commander-in-chief's room at once. General Washington gave Dick a cordial greeting. "What success, my boy?" asked, somewhat eagerly. "Good success, sir," was the reply. "You got the papers?" "Yes, your excellency." After some further conversation Dick took his departure. The,commander-in-chief called the member! of his staff to-gether at once, and laid the information he had secured from the papers before the officers. The very next day Washington sent for Dick. When the youth appeared at headquarters. the commander-ln-chief said: "I have some more work for you, my boy." "I am glad of that," with a smile. "I want that you shall go down into the city again." "Very well, sir." "I am eager to know whether the British have made any new plans, my boy." "I will find out regarding the matter, if possible, sir." "I know that, Dick, and I am confident that you can learn what I wish to know." "I will go down into the city to-night." He did so. He went alone, although Bob begged to be per-mitted to accompany him. "I can work better alone this time, Bob," Dick said. He succeeded in getting into the city in 11afety. He went to the tavern where he had been rescued from the hands of the redcoats by the girl Lottie Norton. He secured a room there, and felt that he would be safe, comparatively speaking, for the girl and her father, being patriots, would protect and shield him. Lottie recognized him the instant 'she saw him, and it was evident that she was glad to see him. Dick remained in the great city three days this time, and succeeded in securing some information that he thought would be of value to the commander-in-<;hi ef. Then he decided to return to the patriot encampment on Harlem Heights. He went down to the barroom and was paying his score when who sheuld walk into the room but Joe Scroggs. Joe gave utterance to a cry of delight at sight of Dick, and whirled to leave the barroom. Dick knew what that meant. Joe was going to go and tell the redcoats and have them capture the Liberty Boy. Dick was determined that this should not be done, and he leaped forward and knocked Joe down. Then he seized the youth, carried 0him upstairs to the room he himself had been occupying, and tossed Joe in and locked the door. Then he hastened downstairs. It happened that no patrons had been in the barroom when the encounter took place, and none were there now; so Dick explained about Joe, told what he had done, and asked that they would leave him in the room about fifteen minutes before going and letting him out. They promised to do as he requested, and then he bade good-by and took his departure. The fifteen minutes' rest was all Dick needed, and when Joe was let out of the room and rushed out upon the street he could not find any trace of the Liberty Boy. Joe was mad, but it availe d him nothing. Dick succeeded in getting out of the city in safety, and the information he carried to General Washington was of considerable value. During the next ten days Dick visited Gotham several times, and on one or two of those occasions he took some of the Liberty Boys with him. He always stopped at the tavern owned by Mr. Norton, and he was well pleased when he learned that Joe Wolfert, a bright, handsome Liberty Boy, had fallen in love with Lottie Norton. Lottie returned the affection of the youth, and they were very happy. One evening, while at the tavern, Dick stepped out of doors and bumped against Ike Mogg, the fellow who had been working Mr. Norton, but who had deceived Dick and Lottie, and had told the redcoats that Dick was in the attic, as already told. Dick recognized the fellow instantly, and seized him by the throat. "I told you I would settle with you if you played Miss Lottie and myself false," said Dick griIT\lY, "and now I am going to do it." He squeezed Ike's throat so tightly that the fellow could not cry out, and then gave him such a pounding as he had perhaps never had been treated to before. This done, Dick gave him a shove and a kick and sent him flying, with the threat that if he dared bring any redcoats to the tavern, that it would be as much as his life was worth. Ike did not bring any redcoats to the tavern. Doubtless he believed that Dick would keep his work, ancl kill him if he did so. The daring work which Dick and some more of the Liberty Boys did in the great city was the means of.uaking it possible for General Washington to defeat the British when they made the attack on the patriot army on Harlem Heights. Joe Wt>lfert and Lottie Norton were married when the war ended, and were very happy. Next week's issue will contain "THE LIBERTY BOYS AND KOSCIUSKO; OR, THE FIGHT AT GREAT FALLS." SEND POSTAL FOR OUR FREE CATALOGUE.

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TIIE LIBERTY BOYS OF '7G. CURRENT NEWS A large crnne wrr;:: found hanging by his neck on the telephone wires at the southwest end of Hog Island, op po:>ite Buoy :X o. 2, and how the crane came to die b) hangin<> ha8 been a mystery and a topic of much speculation among the forryl1oat pnsscngers. It is . thought the crane ;::udclenl.' swooped down to nab its prey. and not tak ing heed of the tclrphone wires, looped its long neck abol1t one of them and was jerked down to death. rl'l1e accident was a queer one. Helen Kuppcnheimer, reporter on a local news paper, Logansport, lnd., expressed her preferences at the primary recentl:v, although $\1C has not thr right of suffrage. She heard a bmine;::" man say lw harl paid no attention to t!ie primary and that he would i10t take the trouble to vote. l\liRs Kuppc1 heirner tolcl him he should be a8harnec1 of himself, ancl, aR she eeemccl to so much about the c:mclidatei<, he said be would Yote her ticket if she would get a s::imple ballot and mark it. l\fi;::s Kuppenheimer obtained the tickel, marked it and "ent with the busines-man to the rnting-place. Hunting near Mich., with hardly an expectation of findmg game any. larger than partTidge, Charle;; and Leo Smith, :N"ewberry boys, accompanied by a small clog, were surprised to see a black bear cub in a tree. The animal was promptly shot. :X o sooner hacl the car tumbled to the ground than the mother bear ap peared, growling Bavagely. Bruin was attacked by the clog. The yonngRters blazed rrv:ay with their guns loaded with fine shot. \Yith a bellow of rage the bear made for the lack The hO)'f' stoorl their ground. recharged their gnnR, this time with buckshot, and fired again. The bear foll li fcless. Paul }fastij, n 11ative of Galicia, aged thirty-five, is cleacl in t11e Swift Hospital, orway, Mich .. after having been an inmate of tbat institution for nearly a decade. Dec. 1 ] 906, l\fa waB i11jured by a fall at the Aragon minr. His back was broken, the spinal cord being de RtroYccl and alwolute paralysis heLow the point of fracture prorluc-ccl. The ca, e tleYelopecl into one of the mo&t re nrnrkahle of i(R nature on record. As the months and years went bY the patient retained his hold on life with i?:rea L ienacit;, and took a living interest in things arom1cl him. IT e acquired no little skill in wood carving and in the repniring of clacks and other 8mall articles. .\11 cxperimed wnF recently made in the clay-testing de partment o{ a mac-hinery c:ompany at Bucyrus, Ohio, in whfrh a toacl was pl<,cec1 in a l brick press and fpur times Ruhject<'cl to a preRsure of ] 1.000 pounds witliout 'l'he qnestion at isRue was whether such a pn''Rnre 'roul itself waR to a11mr it to come ont of the onlPPl alin". The toad m1::i firsi plaerd in a lump of L(nurnlous day and lbe whole prcssC'd into a brick. After tbe huge pre<:R ]incl clone its work the solid brick WaS Ji fted from the macl1ine, aml the toad winked its eyes contentaclly. ::;trefthecl its Jcgs ancl hopped away. Capt. John Srn itb, the aged Chippewa Indian chief, a 1rnll-k1101Yn character in l\Iinnesota, who was struck and bnclly injured by a Great locomotive in the yards at Lake, l\Iinn., has left the hospital ai:id gone to the home of a sou. The 1enerable Indian, reputed to be 117 vears old, making him by far the oldest man in l\finneso1.a, if not in the U nitecl States, grew better from the ven clay he was carried in an unconscious condition to the hospital. As soon as he collected his senses he de rlinecl to remain on a hoBpiLal cot and made the nurse fix up a bed for Jijm a blanket on the floor, where he found cont0ntme11t. He called for his P,ipe and tobacco and bccaus0 of his age was lmmore
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. 20 THR LIBERTY BOYS OF '76 . LUCI< either a pirate or a sea lawyer, and both Duncan passed the boys on his way out and heard what of them are objectionable to honest skippers." Lou said. "He's not my friend," laughed the boy. "He's the asCliarlic saw him look daggers at Lou, but the boy himsistant 'pa.ring teller down at the bank." sel.f dicl not seem to see it; at any rate, he did not no" H'm ! " said Uncle Dan, and then the curtain went up. tice it. On Saturday the clerks in the bank had a half-holiday, The was indeed delightful, and it was a posiand as there was .considerable snow on the .ground, and it tive plt>asLire to go flying O\' er the road behind the pair had been decidcclly cold for the past day or two, Lou was of spirited horses which Florence drcwe with all the skill u ndecided whether to go skating or take a trip over to his of an experienced whip, and Lou thought that he had unc l e's ship. newr enjoyed himself in.ore. He had not decided that matter when he was getting '!'hey went through the park and were returning by one ready to go home, and in his abstraction he put his left of the aYenues, when suddenly a double sleigh containovershoe on his right foot, and only discovered the mis-ing six or seven young men, in a very hilarious condition, take _ wh en h e pic _ ked up the o ther. came out of a side street, the occupants shouting and 'fT hat's bad luck," said Char l ie Post, who was :r:eady laughing and making a great deal of unseemly noise. to go out . Foremost among the party and the noisiest was Dun"What is?" can, whom Lou at once recognized. "Putting your left shoe on the right foot. You'll probThe cashier's horses became frightened and would have ably have to stay and w9rk all the afternoon." run away had not Lou seized the reins in an instant and "Oh, I think not," said Lou, maKing the change, but at soothed them. that moment 011e of the clerks said: He thought he saw Sam Wood and Dick Field among "Some one at the telephone to talk to you, Marsh." the party, but he was not sure, having to give his atten"Aha, I told you so!-. laughed Charlie. tion to the horses, but as to Duncan, he was certain . " L ou went to the telephone booth, took up the receiver However, he bad little time to think of the matter then, and 13aid: • or, strong and nervy as he was, he found it a task of

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TTIE LIRERTY BO\-S OF '16 . 21 considerable difficulty to re;::train the horses nnd get them under control. F lorence was grpatJy frightened anc.l imagined that all sorts of things would happen. But Lou tightened his hold on the firmly but kindly to the and 1itlle by little lowere d their speed. "Steady, now, steady!" he said, reining them in gradu ally till at length they were going at only a m oderate pace. It had been of a sLain on his nerres, the responsibility of being Rnt1clenly called upon i:o protect a young lady being great, so that, when the danger was over. he felt hims elf growing suddenly weak, and it was o n ly by an effort that he controlled himself. "Shall I drive the rest of the way, or will you take the reins?" he asked. "Oh, if you will ! I thought I knew how to drive, but I wculr1n't do it now for ot to-clay, at any rate . I don't know what I should have clone if you had n ot been with me. I don't believe the coachman could have done as well." "It was more main strength than expert driving," laughed Lou, "for I have done very little of it. However, I am glad we got through it safely . " The cashier was at home when the young people returned, and, although he seeined somewhat surprised to see Lou, and treated him witl.1 far less cordiality than u sual, his manner changed when his daughter related w hat had happened. He askcc1 the boy to come again, besides pressing him to 8tay to dinner. . Lou excused himself on the plea that his uncle might come that evening, and went home to find his surmise w as correct. "He still suspects me," thought the boy . " I don't think h e would have asked me to come again if things had not h appened as they did. Well, I've just got to go on as be f ore, that's all, and things will strai.ghten themselves out all right." '11hat night Uncle Da11 Marsh took Lou and his mother t o tii.e Fourteenth Street Theater to see "Blue Jeans,'' a play that was enjoying a great popularity at that time. Grandmother Iliggins did not approYe of going to tlw theater, and :::o she stayed at home and knitted a pair of woolen socks for Lon, things he neYcr wore, but which h e alway 'turned over to the captain. Between the acti:; Lou anc1 his uncle went into the lobby a nd saw two or three young fellows trying to quiet a com anion who was very much intoxicated and decidedly oisy. An usher came up and spoke to them, and they tried to et the noisy man into the street, but he insisted upon oing back to sec the play . 'l'he inebriated young man W
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22 THE LIBERTY BOYS. OF '7G. ARTICLES OF ALL KINDS WOMAN IS A GOOD SHOT. Mrs. Clarence V. Riggs, wife of a painter and paperhanger of Cedar Point, doubtless holds the championship among women hunters in Chase County, Kan. The other day, near her home, on the Cottonwood River, she bagged seven rabbits. She uses a 22-caliber repeating rifle most of the time. U.S. FORTS IMPREGNABLE TO ATTACK BY SEA. A test fortification at Fort Morgan, near Mobile, Ala., was attacked recently by the heaviest naval artillery without disabling a 10-inch cannon protected by the fortifica tion . This, in the opinion of General E. M . Weaver, prows that the coast fortifications of the United States are impregnable against naval attacks. General \Yeaver. who is chief of the Seacoast Artillery Corps, asserted after his return from inspecting the practise. 'J1he battleships New York and Arkansas for two days fired from 14-inch guns the most powerful explosiYc hells against the dummy fortifications. One hundred eighty shells hurled with most accurate marksmanship failed to disable the workings of the artillery in the for tress . The practise appeared like real war. An isolated spot was selected to avoid clanger, and the officers on land kept untler cover in bomb proofs during the fire. At intenals those on land would insp ect the damage done, make pho tographs and notes of the exact result of the fire, which was from 5,000 to 15,000 yards in range. As the two powerful battleships were hurling shells against the forti firations three hyclroaeroplanes ro0e from the water and charged through the air against the fancied foe. "'l'he programme was carried out," said General \\T ea.ver, "to the effectiveness of certain fortifications when ex p0serl to naval gi.m fire. The most power.ful battleship failed to destroy a constructional part of the seacoast de fense both at. short and Jong range." Ai\fERICAX l\IOTOROYCLES FOR MR);. One of tlie character i stic foatures of moilem waTfare is the use of the motorcycle in place of the horRe by dispatch carriers and Although motqr cars are being em ployed, to a gTeat extent, for military there are conditions under which they must give way to the motor cycle. The light weight and great po"-er of the latter be come paramount considerations when roads are rough and muddy, and when transportation. accommodations for 'only one or two passengers are re'luired. Tbe uses to which the motorcycle has been put, aside from the carrying of dispntches, are manifold. It has been found an ideal means of transporting officers from one point to another in a short space of time; in fact, the motorcYcles can make a greater speed than the average automobile, with a greater degree of .safety. The two wheeled motor vehicle has also been found indispensable for rapidly reaching different sections of 8: long supply train on the moYe; for on such a mount an officer can cover several miles in the mmunum space of time and thus keep in touch with every unit and man of the entire train. Where roads are poor and even where they become mere footpaths, the motorcycle can be used. There has been experienced on the part of the military drivers the tendency of motorcycles to skid when traveling at high speeds over muddy roads . To overcome this clanger, many of the military machines now in use are provided with standard side bars, which gTeatly reduces skidding while not reducing the speed to an appTeciable degree. EAGLE DEFEATED CAT. Tl1e bald eagle, known as the American eagle, is the most terrible fighter among birds. In cartoons and on coats-of-arms he is often pictured to represent the United States; but if we as a nation coulcl fight like this fierce bird we would not have to worry about preparedness. Two men in Maryland demonstrated the ability of a healEhy bald eagle to put up a desperate and succe siul battle. One of the men, a farmer, had caught in a steel trap a large female eagle. The bird was placed in a large cage, well feel and carefl for, and it speeclily recovered. The otheT man owned a big male housccat, which was quite famous in the Yillvgc where it lived as a "scrapper'' ancl rat destroyer. This cat had a record of routing all grimalkin and it lacerated and conquered sev eral neighbors' clogs. 'l'hc owner, Iike his -cat, became anrl boa st<.'d of the prowess o[ his feline warrior. The farmer was not boastful. He became attached to the eagle, to whic-h he feel meat, liYe chickens, live ra_ ts, po . . sums, anu, it is said, he often tossed living house cats into the inclornre for the bird to kill and de1our. The cat owner, snys the Philadelphia N oTth American, annoyed the eagle's owner by constantly urging that the two anirnalR should engage in a conflict. li'inally, this was agreed to hy the owner of the eagle. A large cage. of wood and wire, was made and a good-sized sum of cash was wagered hy each man. 'Promptly on tii'ne fixed for the death struggle canie the mnl1 with his fightii1g cat and a host of friends to wager their dollars and witness the contest . The farmer a few days before had sold his wheat, and he had a good sized roll of banknotes, with which he covered all bets. A fine Jersey heifer, a prize steed and a shotgun were !
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THE LIBERTY. BOYS OF '76 . 23 ' HUSKY HARRY, THE BQY OF MUSCLE -OR WILLING TO WORK HIS WAY By CAPTAIN GEO. W. GRANVILLE (A SERIAL STORY) CHAPTER XII (continued) Kanaka Jack, still dazed, pulled at his foretop most r espectfully. "Aye, aye, sir!" he said. "Ye're a better man than I." "All right! Be sure you don't forget that. " Harry walked unconcernedly into his office. All dis-turbance was at an end, for the day at least. , Mr. Harwood, from his office window, had witnessed the affair. Some while later be met Harry below and c ried delightfully: "Harry, you are a wonder! The way you handled that s ailor did me good. They ' ll soon l earn to let you a lone." "He was a dangerous fell ow," said Harry. "I couldn ' t t ake any chances with him . " ''You did the right thing. By the way, I would like you to dine with me at my house this evening. 1 ha:v e some things to talk over with you . " "I thank you," replied Hauy. "I shall be plea s ed to do so." The young clerk f elt indeed :flattered at this mark of f avor . A little later be was in the merchant's carriage and driving . home with him. . Mr. E:arwood ' lived in a fine mansion in the aristocratic part of Beechwood, His f.amily consi s t e d of his wife and dau ghter Julia. When the carriage drove up to the door they enterf:d, and Mr. Harwood took Harry into his library. The merchant requested the young clerk to be seated. He paced the room a moment and then said: "Harry, I cannot understand why you have matle so many enemies. There certainly is a dark plot afoot against you . " Harry gave a start. He saw that ther e was a light of apprehension in the merchant's eyes . For a moment he hardly knew what to say . "I have always tried to treat every one w e ll,'' he finally r eplied. "I certainly wis h no one ill." "Vlhat motiYe has t h i s Ben Phillips and his father to persecute you?" "I cannot s ay," d e clar e d Harry, "unless it is an absurd j e alou s y . " "Jealousy?" "Yes . " "On the part of y oung Phillips?" "Yes . " The merchant's face lit up. " P erhaps we w ill get at it now," he sai d . " Of what is he jealo us? Your popularity?" Harry bl u shed, and for a mome n t hesi tated . But finally he said: "No, Mr. Harwood, for be thinks his position i n life is higher and his popularity more secu r e than mine . Tho u g h there is no earthly reason for it, he is jealou s of my friend ship for Bessie Logan . " Mr. H arwood drew a deep breath, and his face cleared. While his eyes twinkled, he sat down a t h i s desk and took from a pigeon-hole a paper. "It is all c l ear to me, now,'" he said. "I. know t hat Bes sie Logan is a girl of rare good and Ben Phillip s might as well try to get the moon as her favor. So if he is trying to dispose of you as a rival be is wast ing h i s time. I believe he is a very revengefu l fellow. Owen Phill i ps was a schoolmate of mine , and I know that he was a youth who never forgave a fancied wrong or s li ght. Ben takes after his father, no doubt . "I think now I can understand who put that scurrilous article in the paper about you . I have caused the editor to write an apology and explanatipn, which w ill ' appear in to morrow's issue . I believe, Harry, that we will turn the tables on them complete l y at the trial." Harry's eyes glistened . "Oh, Mr . Harwood!" he cried, "that was so kind of you. Indeed, you a r e my best friend." "I believe you are a good boy, Harry, and until I dis cover something to the contrary I shall stand by you." "I wlll n11ver disappoint you, Mr. Harwood. " "I feel sure of that. Now, here is a letter which I re ceived to-day. It is anonymous, and I the r efore s h a ll hold it of no val ue." Harry took the letter. He saw that the h and was disguised . He read it with flushed cheeks. "Mr. Harwood: I write to warn you that there ts a plot to rob you, and that a certain new clerk in your em ploy is leader of the gang. It will save you much to take rt s tep in time and avoid a great loss by discharging him. His initials are H. T. No further hint is necessary . Don't disregard this waming. A FRIEND." For a moment Harry's eyes blazed. All the indig nation of his being was aroused . "Do vou believe that, Mr. Harwood? If y ou hav e the least I ask you to dischar,2:e me. "

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THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. "I will tell you how I regard this cowardly message," said Mr. Harwood, tearing the anonymous letter into bits. "It is of no value . Now, my boy, have no further fear. I ha re det ecti res at work, and hope soon . to round up the rogue who is doing all .this rascally work. Let us go in to cl inner.' ' Mr. Harwood took Harry's arm and led him from the , room. The strong boy's bosom was still swelling with indignation, Jmt he was unable to vent it further at pres ent. They now entere d the dining-ro01p .. At the great table, set with its wealth of fine linen and silver, sat two young women. Harry's face lit up eagerly, and then turned crimson with instinctive bashfulness. "This is my daughter Julia," said Iv,Ir. Harwood, and Harry bowed before a stately young girl of the brunette type. Also he Lowed to Mrs. Harwood, with polite words of pleasure. He then turned to look full into the roguish, merry eyes of the one girl before whom to him all others were inferior. "I can assure you this is a great pleasure, Harry," said B essie Logan, warmly. "I told you that I should see you here. I am to make Julia a long visit." cried the merchant's daughter. "And she has done nothing Lut sing your praises since she came. We shall expect much from you, so be prepared to defend the reputation she has given you.'' "'l'hough defeat stares me in the face I shall accept the challenge," l'eplied Harry, "trusting to the charity and mercy of your sex to give me light judgment." And with merry jest and repartee the dinner began. It was an occasion which Husky Harry never furgot. CHAPTER XIII. A RU'T IN THE CLOUDS. Husky Harry's first happy words broke any possible reserve, and the dinner party at once became a success. The two yolmg women, Julia and Bessie, found the young clerk a full match for them i.n wit and merry converse . Mr. and Mrs. Harwood gave way largely to the three young people. But they enjoyed it all none the less. As the conversation turned upon various subjects Harry found hims e lf wholly at ease. The company was cong e nial, and there was a complete lack of restraint. ' The dinner was served in grand style. It was Harry's fir st social experience of so high an orc1er, but he acquitted himself with credit. How much of this he owed to the inspiration of Bessie's presence and her ingenious support is a matter of conjecture. After the dinner they repaired. to the drawing-room. Harry hacl a l'ich bass voice, and he sang severa l charm in g ballad s \rhile Bessie accompaniecl hilh on the piano. When the proper hour arrived for taking his departure the young ladies expressed politely their appreciation of the entertainment he afforded them, and .Julia said: "Of course \we shall see you at the picnic to-morrow?" Harry looked surprised. "I-indeed, I cannot say. I haYe not heard of a pic nic. Where is it to be?" "At the Cliffs. It is an annual affair given by the town. There are to be all sorts of athletic e\ents, races and sports." "Ob, yes, Harry," cried Mr. Harwood, "I forgot to tell you . 'I'here will be a general holiday to-morrow, and you need not go to the office." ''.Then I shall be delighted 'to go to the picnic," de clared Harry. "Shall I have the .pleasure of seeing you all th ere ?" "Certai11ly !" cried Julia. "And if you don't take me boat-riding I shall never forgive you." "As this is leap-year I shall claim the honor of any number of said Bessie, with a merry laugh. "I am O\envhelmed with joy!" cried Harry. "I fear so much pleasure in one clay will make 1.he next "eek clis nwl in comparison." "Pshaw!'' exclaimed Julia. "Do you expect a whole week to intenene ?" "Not one day would intervene coulcl I ha vc my way," said Harry gallantly, "but business-you know, inexorable business--" "Oh, that is always a man's cry." "That is right, Harry," laughed Mr. Harwood. "These gay young women would have you do nothing but dance attendance upon them. Oh, of course I shall be generous '.Ind spare you when I can." When Harry Thornton found his way back to his loc1" ing-house that night it seemed as i( the world had tak:n on a different hue. The happiness of the evening had in toxicated him, that he was deep in reverie when he opened the door and entered his lodging-house. A footstep behind him caused him to . turn, and a pleas ant voice smote upon his ear: •'Hello, Thornton. I've been waiting for you :rn hour, and here it is nine o'clock. Where do you spend your evenings?" "SteYens ! I am glad to see you," criec1 Harry, ns he grasped the hand of his brother clerk. "I am sorry i.o have kept you waiting. I have been out to clinne_r." "Oh, that's where you went when you droYc off with the bo,s ?'' cricf l Stc-rnn s rheerily. "Well, you are getting popular, and I you cle::;erve it, all right.'' "Come np to the room,'' cried Harry, and thev ascend ecl tlw slairs. In hi s room Hnrry oft'ered his a chair . "I can't stay but a mom ent," declared SteYens. "[ came to see you about a little matter of business. I want to ask a favor." "What is it?" "You Bee I am on the committee of sports to-morrow. From what I have seen of you I know you are an athlete. I want to put your name clown as participant . in a tug o'-war." • "A tng-o'-war !" exclaimed Harry, with a laugh. "It must be that you think I am strong?" "Well, n man who can throw s ailors around the way you can is not to be sneezed at. Let me put your name clown?" "What teams compete?" "It is the strong boys of Beechwood against the strong men of Maysville. I believe Ben Phillips is captain of that team." (To be continued)

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THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. FROM ALL POINTS 'i An orphan Southclown lamb, raised on a bottle at the farm, Berkeley, Cal., achieved the distinction f be>ing rhampion wether of his breed at the Panama acific Show, and grand champion of all breeds at the ecent stock show in Portland. The lamb won for the nivcrsity of California $125. Ilerman Larson purchased a farm in the vicinity of rederic in Polk County, Wis., and last summer built a ouse there and mane preparations to move on the prop rty, which he had been renting to neighbors . The other ay he went up to Frederic ahead of his family, expecting o put things in readiness, when he found that the house :!d been carried off by thieves. J. R. Fisher, of Cleveland, ninety years old, works every day at his forge or in his machine shop. "I'm working Pctrnoe I like to," he said. "I'd rather wear out than nE
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