The Liberty Boys and the "Little Rebels," or, The boys who bothered the British


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The Liberty Boys and the "Little Rebels," or, The boys who bothered the British

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STORIES The British soldiers could retreat no f\irther. Their boats were stove in and the old house destrd'yed. But they had two of the "little rebels'' prisoners and might have shot them. But ust then the Libert :Sb s c e char in over t i

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THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76 A Weekly Magazine Containing S t ories of the Ameri can Revolution. Weekly-B y S ubscription $3 . 00 p er year. Entered at the New York, N. Y., Post Office as Second-Clas s Matter by Frank Tousey, 1 68 West 23d S treet, New York. SteiiJ&W :Jf. 1( Jllende)iEW Y O RK, J ULY 20, 1917. Price 6 C ents. te Jf.Y. -Tlie ihetfyand the "Little Reb e l s " _ ,OR-Sl'YffE _BOYS WHO BOTHERED THE BRITISH N y ..... -HARR---Y -.._M_O_O_RE. _ _ CHA PTER I. I.le " C ome in," invited Amos Wendel, stepping back and hold-GENERAL ARNOLD. It was the first week in the month of April of the year 1781. The War of the Revolution had been going on nearly five years, with varying success for the patriot army of America. The patriots had been successful in many battles, and so also had the British. At the time of which we write, Major-General Arnold and General Phillips had command of a force of British and Tory militia, and were located at Portsmouth, on the J ames River, in Virginia. . The Arnold in question was the arch-traitol', Benedict Arnold, who had tried to ruin his country by selling out to the British. He had failed, and had been forced to flee for his life, and as payment for his act the British had given him the rank of major-general in the British army, and had sent him down into Virginia to annoy the patriots there. He had joined General Phillips, and together they were engaged in plundering and burning the homes of the patriots. It was nearly sundown, and a party consisting of fifty British troopers rode up to-the fro.nt door of a house which stood near the road, at a point !;even miles west of Portsmouth, and their commander dismounted and walked to the door, limping slightly, and knocked. The door . was opened quickly by a good-looking man of about forty years, who said: "Good-evening, sir." "Good-evening,'' was the somewhat curt reply. "Myself and men demand shelter for the night, sir. It looks as . though it may storm, and we are tired and do not choose to ride to Portsmouth in the dark." "You are welcome, sir,'' was the reply. The British officer laughed harshly. "You say that, Amos Wendel," he said\ "but it is lip service. You are a rebel, and are wishi11g that we had not put in an appearance, and I know that wE! are not welcome." . The man flushed slightly, but replied calmly and courte ously, : " I may be a patriot, sir, as you say; but that does not prevent me from making you welcome . " "Oh, well, it doesn't matter whether w.e are welcome or not. We are h ere for the night. Men,'' turning to his troopers; "attend to your horses' needs, and then go into camp. Take shelter in the stable, if it rains. There will be plenty of room in the hay-mow, likely . " "Yes, General Arnold,'' replied one, and they dismounted a nd led their horses into the barn-lot, one leading the commander's horse. General Arnold-for he it was-watched the men till they had done this, and then he turned to the owner of the house and said curtly: "I will take up quarters with you, sir, in the house, if you please-or if you don't please, either," with a harsh l a u gh, ing the door open. Arnold entered, and Mr. Wendel introduced him to his wife. There were two children in the room, boys about seven years of age, and looking so nearly alike that it was evident that they were twins. Mrs. Wendel excused herself and went to the kitchen to get supper. Her husband followed her a few minutes later, and told her to get up the very best meal she could. "I will, Amos," was the reply. "But--I am dre11dfully nervous! See," holding out a trembling hand. "I am shaking as if I had the ague." "Don't be afraid, wife. I don't think that they mean u s any harm." "I hope that such may be the case, Amos!" "Oh, I am sure of it." . Then he went back and entered into conversation \vith Arnold, who asked a number of questions about the "rebels," as he called them, of the vicinity. ' "We are not doing any work this trip,'' said Arnold calmly. "We are merely loc ating the r e b e ls, and laying out a plan of campaign. Late r on we will return a nd at tend to your case, Mr. Wendel." Presently the door opened and a pretty girl of perhaps sixteen years entered. "This is my daughter Alice," said Mr. Wendel. "Alice, this is General Arnold." "How do y ou do, sir,'' said the girl pleas antly, yet just a bit coldly. . "Good-evenin g , Mis s W e nd e l," was the reuly . Alice w ent on into the kitch e n , and began helping her mother. "How are the folks over at Mr. Hardy's, Alice . ?" queried Mrs. Wendel. "The y are all well, mother." "That is good . " "They asked how you and the rest of the folks were." • "That was kind of them." "What are all those British soldiers doing her.e, mother?" in a sober voice. ' "I don't know. They stopped here, and went into camp, and their commander, General Arnold, invited himself to stay over night with us." "Goodnes s! I hope they won't rob our house, or destroy any of our property!" "I hope so, Alice." "You know we have heard that the y have b e en burning and plundering right and left, ove r ne a r P orts mouth." "Yes, I know." Just theI!""e. bright, manly -look i n g bo y o f perhaps twelve years He had a rifle in his hand s, a nd had evidently been out hunting. "Where did all thos e r e dcoats com e from, mother?" he asked. His mother explained.

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2 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "LITTLE REBELS" There was a sober look on the boy's face. "I'm afraid they will do damage before they go away from here," he said. "They seem to be a pretty reckless lot." "Their commander, G eneral Arnold, is in the other room,'.:. whispered his mother, "so be careful what you say. I don't think that he will let his men do any damage, however." "I hope not. Well, I must go out and milk the cows." "Be careful, Tom," said his mother anxiously. "Don't say or do anything to anger the soldiers." "I'll be careful, mother." Tom Wend el took up a two-gallon pail and left the house, after standing the rifle in one corner. He made his way to the barn-lot, l:iut in doing so had to pass the redcoats, who had built a campfire on which to cook their food about halfway between the house and the lot. They began to jeer and jibe, as soon as the boy got close to them. "Hello, sonny." "Where are you going with the pail?" "I know; he's going to milk the cows." "Good! We'll have some milk." "Say, little rebel, hurry up!" Such were a few of the remarks. "If you want milk, why not go and milk the CY • . yourselves?" Tom asked. "That's a very good suggestion," said one of the soldiers, with a laugh. "I can milk as good as any rebel that eve::. lived. Come along, boy s, and see how easy and simple it is," and he picked up a gallon pail and strode towar:i the barn-lot in company with Tom. They were followed by about a dozen of t{ie troopers, who said they wanted to see their comrade milk a cow. They went through the barn-lot, and to the cow-lot, which adjoined. There were two cows in the lot, and they were standing there, chewing their cuds, and looking peaceable enough. Now, it so happened that one of the cows was as tame as could be, but the other was rather wild, and prone to kick on the least provocation, and sometimes when there was no provocation whatever. Tom did not like redcoats. anyway, and so he decided to have some fun with the fellow who thought that he could milk. To this end, the boy indicated the vicious cow in question, and said: "You may milk her, sir, if you wish." "Oh, all rfo;ht. Where's the stool?" Tom brought out a three-legged stool from a corner of the rail fence, and the soldier took it and walking up to the cow, planted the stool on the ground and seated himself upon it. • Now, this particular cow would never pern1it Tom to come near her with a stool, but she had permitted tl1e soldbr to do so, probably because she was so surprised by his temerity as to be incapable of action. She twisted her neck, and stared at the redco;;tt with dis tended eyes, and had he understood the signs,. he would have taken warning and gotten out of the way; but he didn't. The redcoat, in happy i gnorance of what was coming, planted the pail on the g'round, under the cow, and was just going to begin milking when something struck him. It was the cow' s hoof, ar:d he was upset in the dirt so quickly that he did not know how i t was done, or what had happened. Then the cow kicked the stool, smashing it to flinders, and next sent the pail rolling into the fence corner. Shouts of laughter went up from the fallen redcoat's comrades. CHAPTER II. A LITTLE REBEL. "Look at Gangl y!" "He said he could milk!" "Yes, he claimed to b e an expert!" "Get up, and try it ag-ain!" Such we1e a few of the rema1ks uttered by the soldier's comrades. Gangly was temporarily dazed. He lay there, blinking up at the sky, for a few moments, and during that time the cow stood there, 'her neck twisted around and her eyes on her vici;ir.r.. Then the soldier suddenly recovered the use of his senses, and started to scramble to his feet. "I'll you, you four-legged fury!" he roared. "I'll--" Thud! Out shot the cow's hoof with the speed and power of a pii;ton-rod, and down went Gangly a second time. The hoof had struck him fairly in the chest, and had temporarily knocked the wind all out of his lungs, and left him gasping like a fish out of water. The soldier's comrades were somewhat solicitous for their comrad:) this time. "Jove, that was a terrible thump!" cried one. "Ye s, I half believe she has killed Gangly!" "No, I guess it isn't that bad." "He'll come around all right in a little while." The cow did not move, but still stood there, gazing at her victim. . Tom, who was standing not far away, was, while sober faced, laughing in his sleeve. "I'm glad he got it!" was his thought. Suddenly Gangly recovered his breath, and an exclamation of rage escaped his lips. He did not try to rise this time, but drew a pistol and cocked it. "I'm going to kill you, blast you!" he roared. He l::?veled the pistol and fired. Crnck! There was a wild bellow of pain, surprise and rage com bin e d, and tl1en there was great excitement; for the cow, maddened by the pain, whirled and dashed at the party of redcoats. With lowered head and bellowing madly, she charged in among them, and two, who had been unable to get out of the way, were upset and trampled on, causing them to yell lustily. Then she whirled, and was just in time to knock Gangly down again as he was rising to his feet. This accomplished, the inf1.::i8tecl cow again whirled, to charge on the enemy, but the redcoats, even to Gangly, were flying for their lives, and the way they ran and scrambled over the was a caution. Tom, not knowing but that he might be run over also, had retreated to the fence, and stood there, ready to climb over it at a moment's warning. The cow raced about the cow-lot a few moments, and then came to a stop in one corner, with a great snort, and grzed toward the redcoats, who were leaning against the fence, watching her. Gangly was 'about as mad a man as ever lived. "I'm going to kill that brute!" he hissed. "No crumple horned. crooked-legged beast Jike that can run over me, as sh<> did, and live! I'll get my musket and fill her full of lead!" The redcoats who had been knocked down and trampled on were about as wrathy as was Gangly, and they said that they would help him with a right good will. So the three );J.astened to the camJ;! and got their muskets. Their had heard the pistol-shot and seen the commotion, aTJd had rushed over to see what the trouble wa .. so they did not have to ask any questions; though they did jeer Gangly a bit, adding fUJll to the fire of rage that was burning within him. Now, Tom Wendel did not want that the cow should be killed. She had been wounded by the pistol-bullet, but not seriously, and the boy was determined to save her. He hastened across the lot, let down some bars, and then drove the COW out into the field beyond. The other cow followed, and Tom let her go, for he felt that Gangly would kill her if she remained, in rage over not getting to kill the other. He had just put up the bars when Gangly and his twl.l comrades came hurrying up with their muskets in their hands. "Where's that blasted cow?" cried Gangly. Then he saw the two cows trotting away across the field, and he whil'led and glared at Tom. "Did you do that?" he hissed. "Yes, I did," replied Tom bravely. "What did you do it for?" "To save their lives. We don't want our cows killed." "No matter; that vicious beast deserves death, and I'm going to kill her if I have to chase her ten miles! Are you with me, boys?" to the two. They hesitated, and one said:

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THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "LITTLE REBELS" 3 ' "Oh, let her go, Gangly. I'm hungry, and would rather eat supper than go ch:ising a cow through the bl'ush." "And so would !," from the other. Gangly hesitated, ahd then said: "All right,'' and then he turned to Tom, and went on fiercely: "Blast you, you little rebel! I believe that you directed me to that beast, knowing that she was vicious and would kick me over!" "I think that she kicked you because your clothing is red, sir," was Tom's reply, "and because she knew you were a stranger." "Of course that was it, Gangly,'' said one of the redcoats. "So drop it all, and come and eat supper. Then you'll feel better." . "I won't feel better until after I have relieved my feelings m some way,'' growled the redcoat, and then suddenly he gave Tom a vicious kick which sent him forward upon his hands and 4nees. "Take that!" he hissed, "and that!" and again he gave the boy a kick, sending him fiat upon the ground this time. "There; I feel better now,'' growled the vicious redcoat. "The cow escaped me, but I have taken satisfaction out of the cow's owner. Come along to the camp, and we'll eat supper." Tom had not uttered a cry, although the kicks pained him greatly. He rose to his feet and shook his fist at the man who had kicked him, and the same time murpmring: "Y6u coward! You can kick me because I'm little, and a match for you, but little rebel though I am, I. am g-omg to do something to bother the British, and, that soon, just as sure as my name is Tom Wendel." Then he picked up the pail and went to the house. The soldiers jeered him as he passed them. "There's the boy that was kicked!" laughe d one. "Gangly gave him a couple of good ones-ha, ha, ha!" "Sent the little rebel to the grass in a hurry!" "I ought to have killed him!" This last from Gangly. "And I will, too, if he fools around me much!". with a vicious look. "Better get into the house, little rebel!" from another. "You're a pack of cowards!" flashed Tom. "You may think it a brave thing for a man to kick a boy, but I don't." "Get into the house in a hurry, you blas t e d little rebel, before I get up and kick you through it!" hissed Gangly. Tom made no reply, nor d:J he quicken his steps, but walked on to the door and entered the house. CHAPTER III. TOM WENDEL'S IDE.A. "It is long since I had the pleasure of sitting up to such a splendid meal,'' he said. "I'm glad that you like it,'' said the good woman, pleased even though the praise came from one who was not only an enemy, but a traitor to his country. The general went out after supper, and talked to his men a while, and when he came in he began questioning Tom about the cow episode. The boy knew that the men had been telling Arnold about the affair, and so he told all about it. "I rather s u spec t that you sent Gangly to the vicious cow on purpose, my boy," said General Arnold. "She is never vicious when I milk her, sir," was reply. "But you must have known that she would not stand and let a stranger milk her." "I didn't think much about it, sir; but, for that matter, I don't think that the other one would have let him milk her either." "Perhaps not. Well, if you did do that on purpose, you got paid for it, for they told me that Gangly gave you a couple of good kicks." "He may have considered them good kicks," said Tom bravely, "b'ut I don't. I think they were bad ones, and if I get the chance I will see to it that they bad ones for him!" , "A-ha. a little rebel, sure enough!" st_ernly. ''You are ut-tering threats, eh?" "Take it tha t way, if you like,'' was the bold reply. "Tom, Tom!" said his mother pleadingly. "I don't care, mother," said the boy hotly. "Nobody but a coward would kick a boy-and I told them all so, tool" "Hush, Tom!" said his father. ''You must not speak thus in the presence of the general." Arnold had been frowning darlhy, but suddenly the frowns left his face, and he made a gesture and said: matter? He's only a boy-and little rebels don't count, you know." Tom saw he was wol'rying his parents, so he said no more. But he did a lot of thinking, then, and after he had gone to bed. He thought and thought, and at last he was struck by an id e a. "I have it!" he murmured. "I'll do it, and-I'll show the redcoats whether little rebels count or not!" Then he went to sleep and slept peacefully till morning. He was awakened by the sound of musket-shots and loud yell s, and, leaping up, he went to the window and looked out. What he saw aroused his indignation greatly: Several redcoats were in the field beyond the cow-lot, and they had just shot and killed the two cows, the animals lying dead on the ground. "The villains!" cried Tom. ".Of all the dastardly work I ever heard of, that is the worst!" , He dress ed and hastened downstairs, to find that the folks The folks in the house had heard the pistol-shot, but knew what had been done. General Arnold had told them not to worry, that one of his General Arnold made a sort of apology for the killing of men had probably accidentally discharged a pistol. the cows by his men, but it was evident that he did not care Alice had looked out .of the window, however, and had particularly. He said that he would reprimand those who seen that there was a commotion in the cow-lot, but i,t was had done the shooting. so far away, and night was coming on, and she could not "But that won't bring the cows back to life, or pay for make out what the commotion was about. them,'' said Tom. Mrs. Wendel had been alarmed for Tom's safety, but she Arnold glared at the boy, and growled out: opened the door and heard laughter coming from the direc"See here, little rebel, you are too saucy altogether! You tion of the cowlot, and so felt relieved. had better learn to keep a: civil tongue in your head, or it She thought thaf nothing out of the way could be taking wm be the worse "for you!" place where there. was laughter. "Hush, Tom!" his mother said. "Don't say anything more, "Where's the milk?" she asked. my son . " "I didn't milk the cows,'' l'eplied Tom. Tom did not say anything more, but he set his teeth grimly "Why?" and did a lot of thinking. "A soldier attempted to milk one of tpe cows, and she turn"I am determined to do what I was thinking about last ed on him, kicking over the pail of milk . . He shot at her." night," he thought. "Just as soon as the redcoats go away I "So that was the cause of the pistol-shot!" exclaim ed will get to work." Alice. "What a mean man, to try to kill the cow!" After breakfast General Arnold thanked Mr. and Mrs. "Well, he had been kicked over, sis , and so you can hardly Wendel in a perfunctory manner for their hospitality, and blame him for wanting revenge," said Tom. then went out and joined his men ; and they at once began The boy did not tell about being ki cke d by the angry bridling and saddling their horses. redcoat, as he knew it: would have worried his mother and The Wend els watched the redcoats out of the window, and sister to know about it. saw them laughing, and they readily guessed that Arnold's "I'll just take it easy till those redcoats go away, and reprimand was not a very severe one. then I'll see if I can't think up some way to bother the "I don't believe he reprimanded them at all, father," said British in the future,'' was his thought. Tom. When supper ready, Gene;ral Arnold and the members I "I have doubt s about it myself, son," was the of the Wendel family ate heartily. "Father and mother, do you know what I am gomg to do?" Arnold complimented Mrs. Arnold on her cooking. the boy asked.

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THE LIBERTY :t;30YS AN'D THE "LITTLE REBELS" They looked at him inquiringly. "No; what are you going to do?" asked Mr. Wendel. "I'll tell you: You know he called me a little rebel a number of times?" "Yes." "Well, I am going to get up a force of little rebels, and we will fight the r edcoats!" "You are too young to do that, Tom. You could not fight the British." " Yes, we could. Anyway, we could bother them a lot, and I'm going to try to do it." "Oh, you must not think of such a thing, Tom!" his mother said. But the boy pleaded so strongly, and Alice took with him and aided him, and at last his parents gave their COf!sent for him to organize a company of boys of about his own age from among the homes 'bf the patriot settlers of the neighborhood. "Hurrah!" cried Tom. "Hurrah for the company of Little Rebels! We'll bother the British. You just see . if we don't!" . "All right. I hope you will be able to do so,'' said Mr. Wendel. "But before you start out, just come and help me skin those cows. We'll save the hides, anyway." 'fom did so, and then he mounted a horse and set out to visit the homes of the patriot neighbors and get together a lot of "little rebels" for the purpose of bothering the British. He was successful, and when he returned to his home he reported that the company had been ol"ganizP.rl and that he was the captain. CHAPTER IV. DOWN THE HAY-CHUTE. At noon, two days later, a party of young Continental troopers went into camp on the road leading north from Portsmouth, and at a point about three miles cistant from the town. There were one hundred of the young soldiers, and they were bronzed as though they had been exposed to all kinds of weather. They looked like veterans, young though they were, and indeed they were veterans, for they had bee n members of the patriot army of America, had b e en fighting t:ie British for five years. The se y-0ung Continental soldiers were no other than the famous Liberty Boys, who had done wonderful work in the North, and who were now in Virginia for the purpose of helping Lafayette fight Arnold and Phillips. "Ho w muc h farthe r is it to Portsmouth, Dick?" asked one of the youths, as the y were g etting ready to eat their din ners. "I should judg e it is about three miles, Bob," was the reply. These speakers were Bob Estabrook, the first lieutenant, and Dick Slater, the captain, of the company. "Are we goin g n eare r still?" . "I don't belie v e it will b e wi s e to do so." "Not now, at any r ate, eh?" "No; we will r emain here , and will reconnoiter and keep watch of the en emy till Gen eral Lafayette and his army _gets here." , "Maybe we m a y be able to c atch some small parties out in this part of the country, Dick." "Possibly; and if w e do, we can m.ake it warm for them." "So we can." "Say, D i ck ," a s k e d Mark Morri s on, "what are we going to do for provisi ons ? W e are about out of everything." "Oh , some o f t h e boys will have to go out and forage a bit." "On the Tori e s, eh?" "Yes; if the r e are any in the vicinity." "Well, likel y there are some." "Yes." Then Dick took his departure, and Bob proceeded to name the youths who were to constitute the foraging parties, of which there were to be three. "Say, Pob, let Batsy und minesellufs go ouid on der foraching expedition, vy don'd you?" said Carl Gookenspieler, the Dutch member of the company. "All right, go along, if you want to," said Bob. "But, mind you, keep your eyes open, and don't get into any trou ble." 'Ve viii do clot, Pob, you pet me your life." So Carl Gookenspieler and Patsy Brannigan set out. They did not join either of the parties that had already been made up, but went "on their own h . ook," as Patsy expressed it. "Ve viii ged more brovisions as phat any uf der poys viii ged," Carl declared. They made their way along at a rapid walk, and when they had g-one about two miles they came out into a clearing, in the midst of which stood a good-sized house and a large barn. "Say, Batsy, shoost loog at dot!" cried Carl. "Uf ve don'd vo s ired some brovisions dere id viii be vunniness, alretty, hey?" "Mhebby dhey are afther bein' pathriots, Cookyspiller," said Patsy. "Maype so; bud I hobe nod." "Shure, an' che more pathriot& dhere are, dhe betther it will be for us, Dootchey." "Yah. dot is so; bud den, you know dot ve need der bro visions." "Oh , we'll be afther foindin' provisions a-plenty, Oi'm t'inkin'," said Patsy. It was more than a third of a mile to the house, but the two soon reached it, but just as Patsy was o.n the point of knocking on the door, a big brindle bulldog came tearing around the corner of the house, and made straight for the two, barking and growling fiercely. "Run, Batsy, run!" cried Carl. "Der tog viii eaded us all oop, uhd dot is so." The sight of the fierce-looking bulldog was enough to sta1tle any one, and the two youths dashed away at the top of their speed. They happened to nm toward the stable, which was one hundred yards distant from the house. They had about fifteen yards the start, but could they beat the dog? That was the question, and it could only be settled by actual test. Patsy was tall and well-built, and was an excellent runner; but Carl was short and fat, and naturally could not run so fast. Still, he was capable of getting over the ground faster than might have been expected from one of his build. "Coom alhong, Cookyspiller!" cried Patsy, who was terribly afraid of dogs. "Run, ye fat raskil, run!" "I vos peen running, Batsy!" panted the fat youth. "Wull, thin, av thot's dhe hist thot yez kin do, phwy, fall down an' roll, an' thin yez'll ghet alhong fasther, begorra!" "Shud oop my mout'!" cried Cad angrily. "You vos nod such a vast runner yoursellufs, Batsy Prannigan." "Shure, an' Oi kin bate yez wid me hands tied behoind me!" "Bow-wow-wow! Br-r-r-r-r-r-r! "Run, or he'll ate yez aloive, Cookyspiller!" Bow-wow! Bow-wow-wow! Br-r-r-r-r1 The bulldog was now within ten feet of Carl, and the two had twenty yards to go. The door of the barn downstairs was shut, but the door in the second story, opening into the haymow, was open, and a ladder reached from the ground up to the window. "We'll go up dhe ladder, Dootchy," called out Patsy. "All righd !" Bow-wow! Bow-wow-wow! Br-r-r-r-r! \ Patsy reached the foot of the ladder, and ran up it with the agility of a fire laddie. "Yes; all the settle r s around here are not likely to patriots," said Bob. } e Carl reached the foot of the ladder, also, and started to When they h a d fin i s hed e ating dinner, Dick said to the boys: "I am going on a r e c onnoitering expedition down toward Portsmouth. You stay here in camp, and keep a sharp lookout for redcoats." climb it, but before he could get out of reach the dog launched himself forward and fastened his teeth in the tail of the youth's coat. Carl gave utterance to a yell, and -held onto the rounds of the ladder with the grip of desperation, and made frantic efforts to climb up; but the dog threw himself back, set all four paws at an angle that enabled him "I had bette r s en ' d Dick?" aueried Bob. out so m e f oraging parties, lrn ln't I, to u s e all his weight in resistance, and pulled back, his teeth set in the cloth with the firmness of a vise.

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THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "LITTLE REBELS" 6 Patsy reached the top of the ladder, and, stepping over onto the sill, looked down at the scene below him. "Pull, Dootchy, pull!" he cried. "Ain'd I dooding dot?" panted. Carl. "Vat is der madder mit me, hey?" "Hould on, Carl, me bhy ! Don't lit dhe baste pull yez down , fur av y ez do he'll ate yez aloive, thot's phwaat he'll do!" "I vos pee n holting on, Batsy." "Wull, kape it up.'' "Vy don'd y ou vo s g ome down und hellup me bull loose der tog vrom, Batsy?" "Shure, an' thot's so; Oi niver t'ought av thot, begorra!" "Come quickly, Batsy!" Patsy started to go to Carl's aid, but just then the tail of the Dutch youth's coat, unable to stand the strain upon it longer, gave way and the dog went over backward, with a large s e cti o n of the garment in its mouth, and Carl, sud denly free d. Btarted up the ladder with a speed that would have earned him the first prize in a ladder-climbing compe-tition. . Up he came, a set look of d esperation on his face, and when he reache d the top of the ladder, he plunged through t he open doorw a y, and pas t Patsy, head first. A warning cry came fl'om the Irish youth, but it was too late, and C;irl went through a square hole in the floor , struck on a sloping runway, slid down this a few yards, and plunged head first into a square hay-chute, which led to a manger below . This chute was made of wood and was about two feet square; an ordinary sized man would have gone clear to the bottom, but Carl was so big and fat that he only went down to his hips; the n he became wedged. He was in a most uncomfortable predicament, and he kicked wildly and yelled lustily, though his voice , coming from down in the chute, was muffled and sounded far away. "Hellub! Hellub! Save me, Batsy, save me!" came the wail from the hay -chute. CHAPTER V. CARL AND THE BULLDOG. Pats y stood on the door-sill, and stared at the flailing legs of his comrade. "Wull, did innywan iver see dhe loikes av thot!" Patsy gasped. "Shure, an' thot Dootchman kin ghet into more scrapes dhan innywan phwat Oi iver saw, an' thot's dhe truth!" " H e llup! Batsy, h ellup-me-ouid!" came to his ears again. Boww ow -w ow! Bow-woww ow! Br-r-r-r-r-r-wow!. came up to his hearing from the foot of the ladd e r. "Shure an' dhe baste is afthe r wanthin' dhe ris t av Cari':; coat, b egorra!" muttered the Iris h youth. The n he cautiously s lid down the inclined plane, and stood be s ide the flailing l egs of his comrade . "Kape your legs s thill. Cookyspiller," he called out. "Be aisy, a n' it's m e sil f 'll pull ye z out o' dhere." " I g annod be e asi n es s, aretty, Bats y !" "Wull, av yez can't be aisy, be a s aisy as ye kin." "Bud-1-vos peen-smuddering ! " "Niver moind; Oi'll have yez out 'av dhere in a jhiffy." "D e r plood is all-rushing-my hait-indo!" "Wull, dhere's plinty av room. Hould sthill; be aisy, Oi till y e z ! _ Patsy laid hold of Carl's l e g s and began to pull. "Dot's id!-dot's cle r vay, B atsy! Keep on, my poy!" came in sm othere d a c c e n t s from the hay -chute. "Begorra, an' h e w ei g h s a ton!" growed Patsy, as he pull e d , tug ,g-e d , and perspired. The Irish youth was forc e d to pause to rest occasionally, but a t las t he succe e ded in getting Carl out of the chute. The Dutc h youth's face was a s red as fire, and his eyes seemed to b e a lmo s t popping out of their sockets. He was breathing stertorous l y , and for a few moments •he w a s silent, then he gas ped out: "Batsy, 1-t'ought-dot 1-vos peen-ein -goner, dottime!" , "Phwat fur did yez go an' sloide down into dhe haychute ?" a s k e d Patsy. "Do you t'ink dot I dooded dot on burpose ?" growl ed Carl, who was now g etting back to himself a gain. / Wull, it looked thot way; yez kim up dhe ladd e r like a house afire, an' doived d ow n dhe runway, fur all clhe worrulcl loike a bhig bullfrog, begorra!" "Yah, und you vould haf dooded der same, uf d o t to g had tored der coat off your pack, Batsy Prannigan!" "Mhaybe so, Cookyspiller; but come alhong; we mus t ghet out av dhis, an' see av we kin foi n d som e provisions." They climbed cautiously up the runway, and reached the sill at the bottom of the window; • they stood on this and looked down at the dog, which was still at the bottom of the ladder, glaring up at them, and growling viciously. "Look at dhe baste!" said Patsy. "Und lisden to him crow!!" "Go down, Cookyspiller; he's askin' fur dhe rist av yer coat." "He vill nod ged id; nod uf I kin hellup minesellufs." "Go down an' talk to him, Carl; spake noice to him, an' he'll lick rer han's an' frisk all around yez." "He vil nod! He vill nod lick mine hants, no, sir, nor vrisk arount me-nod vile I am avake, you pet your life!" "Oh, go on down an' tame him, Cookyspiller!" "Nein! Nein! You vos dame him yoursellufs, uf you vant him damed alretty. Maype ven you lose der rlail off your goat, lige I vos dooded, you von' vant to dry to dame him some more." . "Wull, we want to be afther getthin' out av dhis, Cookyspiller," Patsy said. "I'm retty-bud nod vile dot tog is down there, Batsy." "Hello! Dhere comes a woman, Cookyspiller!" Sure enough, a woman was coming toward the barn. Whe n she was close to the dog she said scoldingly: "Hush, Bull! Be still, sir!" The dog ceased growling, and Carl muttered: "Dot's rigbd; mage him quit dot voolishness.'' Tl e n the woman looked up at the two Liberty Boys and cried shrilly: "What are you doing up there?" "Der tog chased us up here, laty," said Carl. "Come down right away!" The youths shook their heads, and Patsy said: "Not whoile dhe dog is dhere, ma'am, av yez plaze!• "He won't bite you." Carl turned his back toward the woman, and said: "He von'd pite, you say? Loog at dot goat. Vere is de1 dail uf dot goat? Der tog gotted id , und he vould hav' eaded me up uf he gould haf gotted hold uf me!" "Come down; I won't let him bite you...:...that is, if you will go your way, and not by to steal anything." "Do we look loike thaves, ma'am?" asked Patsy resentfully. "Well, you are strangers, and I think ye are rebels, an' they'll steal "anything they can lay their hands on." "Oh, wull ahey ?" sarca,stically. "Yes!" "Say, Batsy," in a whisper, "she's a Dory. " "Y ez are roight, Carl, an' here's phwere we are goin' to ghet some provisions, begorra!" "Dot's der vay to dalk!" "Are you coming down?" the woman asked impatiently. "Yis, ma'am, we're coming roight away; but Oi warn yez thot av dhe dog thries to boite me Oi'll put a bullet through him!" and he drew a pistol and held it in his hand as he began to descend the ladder. "Oh, you murderous-minded rebel!" cried the woman, "if you dare to shoot Bull my husband will shoot you!" "That's a thrick thot two kin play at, ma'am," was the calm reply. "Y ah, ve vill shood der tog, und den ve vill shood der tog's masder, uf he dries to bother us, alrett:v " declared Qa:i:l. who also started down the ladder, pistol in nano. "You-villains!" cried the woman. "I have a good mind to set the dog on you!" "Av yez put inny sto:r:e by him, don't yez do it, ma'am," said Patsy politely. "Shure, an' it'll be dhe last day in dhe mornin' wid dhe baste av h e comes at m e agin!" The woman glared up at the youths hesitatingly , and the n asked: "What do you want here, anyhow?" "Some provisions, ma'am," said Patsy. "We are afther bein' mimbers av a coompany av soldiers, ma'am, an' we must have something to ate." "We have no provisions to spare." "Shure, an' ye must spare thim, innyhow."

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6 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "LITTLE REBELS" "But we have n0Lhi11g on thhe wouldn't giv' me dhe kay, Dootchy, so we'll hav' to CHAPTER VI. A GOOD HAUL. bhreak dhe hwat we'll be afther Uid aboud dot." "I vish dot I had killed der prute. Say, Batsy, do I loog They made their way to the smoke-house, but-the door[vunny mit der dail uf my goat bulled off?" was locked. Patsy exploded with laughter. "Go an' ask de leddy fur dhe kay, Dootchy," said Patsy. "Funny is no name for it, Dootchy!" he cried. "It would "Nein; you go, Batsy; I don'd vos lige to exshange lan-make a dog laugh to look at yez-ha, ha, ha!" guidges mit dot vomans.11 "Vell, der pull-dog vat bulled der dail off der goat von't "All roii;ht; Oi'll go.11 so muchness, I .am t'inkin', Batsy."

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, THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "LITTLE REBELS" 7 "Yez are roight; yes took all dhe appreciation of humor "Give it to them, boys!" he cried. out av thot bhrnte, an' thot's a fact." The redcoats, startled, whirled, thinking they were about They moved along, at as fast a pace as was nossible, and to be attacked from the rear. 1 presently they came in sight of the encampment. To their surprise, there was no one in sight, and quickly "Oi'll bit thot dhe byes'll be tickled whin dhey see us realizing that they had been fooled, they w.pirled again, comin' wid all dhis grub stuff," said Patsy. with angry cries-only just in time to see their intended "Yah, I t'ink :;;o," from Carl. . victim disappearing among the trees. They we1e right. The Liberty Boys were tickled, sure "After him!" yelled the lieutenant. "We must capture him, enough, and they gave the two a royal reception. for I know he is a spy!" And when the two 'told the story of their adventures with The redcoats yelled and ran in pursuit of the fugitive at the dog, and 40f Carl's descent into the hay-chute, head first, . the top of their speed. the Liberty Boys roared with laugllter. Dick had got a fair start, and as he was a good runner, he thought that he would be able to make his escape with out much difficulty. CH4PTER VII. IN THE HOLLOW DOG. After leaving the encampment, Dick Slater set out in the direction of the river. He wished to find a place for a permanent 'encampment, if possible, foJ" he expected to remain in this vicinity some time. It might be a week before Lafayette and his anny got there, and then it was possible that there would be two or three weeks' work after that. Dick reached the river, and started down the shore . . He had gone. perhaps half a mile when suddenly he found himself confronted by half a dozen redcoats. They had been seated just over a rise, and he had stumbled upon them almost before he knew it. The redcoats had jerked out pistols, and now had him covered. "'\Xlell," said their leadet, a lieutenant, "who are you l" . "Nobody in partieular," replied Dick. He had on a suit. of citizen's clothing, so there was nothing to make' them. thrnk him, a rebel. save the possession of weapons; but these were out of sight under the skirts of his coat. "'Where
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s THE LIBERTY BOYS AN:P THE "LITTLE REBELS" CHAPTER VIII. THE LI'):'TLE REBELS. It happened that the solid end of the log was much heavier Lhan t h e hollo w e nd, and it struck the water first, and went clear to the bottom. The wate r was deep enough, so that the log went clear h o w e v er, and even though the hollow end, with Dick m. it, came back uo auickly, the hollow had become filled water, and now almost in an inverted po sition, was in d ange r of b emg strang-led to death. '.'he onl y ch _aTJ.ce for him was to get out of there as qmckly as pos s ible, a nd he began working his wa-y up. H e was succ es s f ul , and as he came squirming up out of the hollow, that en d of the tTee sticking some six or seven fee t above the surface, the redcoats caught sight of him and gave utte r a nce to yells of amazement and excitement. ' "Th ere he is!" "In the hollow tree!" "Well, well!" "That beats anything!" . Such a few of the exclamations, and the lieutenant Jerked his pistol out and cried: "Fire, men! Kilt the rebel spy!" . Dick heard the l ieutenant's words, artd realized that ''be was in great dange r . Quickly as possible he dropped from the end of the hollow log, and f e ll into the water. As he did so, the redcoats fired . Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! The bullets whistled all around the Liberty Boy, and one cut through his coat-sleeve. But he was uninjured. He dove instantly. Dick was a splendid swimmer, and could swim under water almost as well as on the surface, for as long a period as he could hold his breath. He had drawn his lungs full of air as he entered the water, and now he struck out under the water, swimming at his best speed. Then a thought struck him, and he swam in the direction of the old log. He could see the portion that was under the water, and he easily succeeded in reaching it. There were numerous short projections where limb s had been, and Dick managed to. climb up the log, being careful to keep the l ogbetween himself and the redcoats on the top of the bluff. He climb e d up till l1is h"ad w a s above water, and then he s tood there a nd p e rmitted himself to be borne along. Peering cautiousl y around the log. Dick saw that the redcoats were paying no :1tt e n t ion to the log, but were watc:!\ ing the surface of th e water with eager gaze, pistols hel "hid in :rn ol
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, THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "LITTLE REBELS" g rades would soon come from the British encampment and take care of them and bury the dead. As soon ;is they \Vere around a bend in the road, they entered the timber, Dick having explained, as best he could, the location of the Liberty Boys' encampment. As they walked along, he questioned the leader of the Little Rebels. "What is your name, my boy?" he asked. "Tom Wendel, sir." "Where do you live?" "About seven miles west of Portsmouth." "And these boys-where do they live?" "Oh, around in the same neighborhood." "And why do you call yourselves Little Rebels?" The boy explained, telling of the visit of General Arnold and some of his troopers to the Wend el home, and how' the troopers had shot the two cows, and how the troopers, and even Arnold himself, had called him a little rebel, with the statement that such little chaps did not count-did not amount to anything. "So I made up my mind to prove to him that we do count," said 1.' om, in conclusion. "I went over this way, reconnoitering, and happened to catch sight of the redcoats. We saw that you were a prisoner, and we made up our minds that we would rescue you. As halfway measures would not suffice, we decided to do our best to kill and wound a redcoats with every bullet fired." "That' s the way to do, Tom; there is no friendship in warfar e, whe n it comes to a fight, and the thing to do is to hurt the enemy as badly as possible." "That is what we did, sir." They reached the Liberty Boys' encampment three-quarters of an hour later, a nd when the boys saw their commande r coming limpingalong, his clothing soaked, they did not know what to think. And \\ :10 w ere the youngsters \vi th Dick? This was a que3 t i on that was soon answered, for Dick explained who the Li ttle Rebels were, and the Liberty Boys gave the m a cordial welcome. 'So you are out to bother the British, eh?" remarked Bob Eijtabrook. "Well , that's the thing to do. Keep at it." "We're going to," said Tom Wendel. The Little llebe ls stayed at the encampment an hour or so , and the n took their departure, Tom vVendel promising to help the Lib erty Boys all that was possible. The Li ttle R ebels had gone only a short distance when they paused a r,d turne d back. "Cap t c.in Slat e r," sa:d Tom, as he approache d Dick, "you are looki n g f o r a go od place to g o i n to camp, one that will b e saf e , you said , I be : i eve?" " Yes, Tom." "'!hen c om e over to my hor!'le . T'.1ere is a splendid place o c a n i p over there." '"" ' that so?" " Y ( S . " "He w far i s it f r o m here ?" "Abo u t ei.:::ht miles." 'And from 1:-'orts mou:h ? " "Ye s." D ick lo o l:ed thoughtful. "I'll t e ll y c u , Tom," he sai d p resently, "come back over h e r e tom o ; : r c w . anrl I'll l et' y ou know my decision." 'Ver y w e ll , Captai:1 Slater." The n the L ittle R e b e ls again s e t out. Dick h a d b -en rubbing his ankle with liniment, and it was to fee l better. "I r lon't think it i s spraine d," he said. "But it hurt f''"'"t,; b a d for a whil e , I tell you!" 1-" h a 1 told the b o y s the story of his adventures with the ., ;its. and they had declared that he had gotten off lucky i n 1 :aving no wo rse injury than a wrenched ankle. "What do y o u t h i n k about goi.ng and camping near the ho m e of tha t Little R e b e l, Di el:?" asked Bob. " I rlon't know , D ob; I'll think it over to-night. I want to recon noite r the enemy's e ncampment to-night, and it is onlv about three miles from h ere, while it would be seven mi:' s from there." " D o you think your ankle will be well enough?" "uh, yes; it doesn't pain me much now. It will be all right by nightfall." . Dick was there when Carl and Patsy came in with their horse-load of provisions, and he told them that they had done fine. "You pet me your life dot ve haf dooded fineness, Tick! " agreed Carl proudly. The othel' ioraging parties came in presently, and each brought some proviswns, but all together did not bring as g.l eal. a quantity as 1-atsy and Carl had brought. Arter BU1Jper was over Dick set out in th direction of Portsmouth. Bob had cautioned him to be careful. "Don't let yourself be taken by surprise again old fellow," he said. ' "l will try and not do so, Bob." Dick's ankle did not pain him much, and he made as good progl'ess as he would have made had it not bothered him at all. He .the whole evening before him, and could afford to take his t1me. He a sharp lookout ahead and all around him, for he had no w1sh to be taken by surprise again. On he moved through the timber. :1fe did not go over to the river, but took a course about midway between the road and the stream. An hour later he paused on a knoll half a mile north of Portsmouth. It was now dark, but the lights in the houses could be seen, and also 1 on the 1decks of the shipping along tiie wharves. Dick wondered if it would be possible for him to get into the town and spy on the redcoats. realized. that it be a proceeding. Still, he might m securmg valuable information, and he thought that 1t was worth the risk "I'll try it," he murmured. The question to decide was which point to approach the town from. Having no data to figure from, he decided to go straight ahead, and trust to skill and good luck. He moved slowly and cautiously forward. few moments he paused and listened intently. It was so dark that he could not see anythingin his immediate vicinity, though he could see the lights in the town. "I must be getting close to the sentinels," was his thought He listened for qalf a minute, but heard nothing. ' Then he moved forward again. Slowly and still more. slowly he advanced. Again he patu;ed. He listened, and then suddenly he heard a voice. "Say, Jim, you'll catch it one of these days if the colonel finds th!lt you smoke while on sentry du'ty," was what the voice said. "Sentinels-and close at hand, too," was Dick's thought "But he won't find it out," was the reply. ' "Well, I won't tell on 1you; but there are some of the boys that are mean en'ough to do so." "I know that; and I know who they are, too, and when I'm on duty with one of them I don't smoke," with a laugh. "Well: it isi:'t good policy, anyway, even for you, for a rebel might shp up, see the glow as you are pulling away at the pipe, and put a bullet through you." "That isn't probable; there aren't many rebels in these parts, I fancy." "How about those Little Rebels, that killed and wounded somP of the boys this afternoon?" "Oh. I'll wager that they were so scared by what they did that they ran away and are still running." "I don't know about that." "Well, I'm through with this pipeful, and will stop for the present." These words were followed by a rat-tat-tat, as though a pipe-bowl had been tapped against some metallic substance, and then-There came a blinding flash almost in Dick's face, and a ca:!\non ball whistled past, so clo s e to the Liberty Boy's head that the wind from it hurled him to the ground. CHAPTER X. A STRUGGLE WITH A REDCOAT. The first thought that flashed through Dick's mind was that he was badly injured. Then he found that he was able to move, and realized that he was not hurt at all. Then he heard one of the sentinels exclaim: "Great guns, Jim! You knocked some sparks out of youl' pipe into the touch-hole of the cannon and set it o1fl•

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iO THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "LITTLE REBELS" "That's what I did." "You'll catch it! The whole camp will be alarmed." "Yes; hear tl;ietn now!" Wild yells came from the direction of the encampment, and the clanking of metal. "Jove, I wu,st get from here!" thought Dick. , He leaped u; and m ;yed away as swiftly as wasconsistent with safety. He was not in muc danger of being discovered , how ever, for there was a furore in the encampment, . and the attention of the two sentinels was in that direction. "Whew! but what a narrow escape that was for me!" murmured Dick. "You haven't escaped yet!" hissed a voice in his ear, and he felt himself seized in strong hands. He had unwittingly run right against a 1 British picket. Dick made no reply, but grappled with his assailant. He was determined to make his escape. It seeme d to be a combat between the two, and hefelt that he ought to get away from one man. He soc.1 found, however, that this one man was no ordione, by any means. He seemed to be an unusually large and extraordinarily strong man. Anyway, he was proving himsel f to be a pretty good match for the Liberty Boy . Doubtless he was surprised, on his part, to find that his antagonist was a match for him. They were not more than one hundred yards from the cannon where the t w o sentinels were, and the redcoat could easily have made himself heard had he called out. But he did not do so; doubtless he wished to effect the capture alone and unaided. This, of course , suited Dick. The struggle went on in silence. . They tugged, pulled, and squirmed this way and that, eaoh doing his best to get the better of the other. . Presently the redcoat gave utterance to an exclamat10n of vexation. "You're a hardlittle rascal to handle!" ' "You haven't handled me yet," said Dick. "No, but I'm going to!" . "All by yourself?" "Yes." "You can't do it." "Can't I?" "No. You had better summon assistance." Dick suggested this on purpose, for he thought that his words would make the redcoat all the more determined to try to capture him without aid from any one. Doubtless he ieasoned rightly, for the redcoat said: "I will do nothing of the kind. If I am not more than a match for one rebel, I'll quit soldiering, and hire myself out to some of these farmers around here!" "I guess that is what you will have to do, then," said Dick. "We shall see!" "So we shall." Then the struggle was continued with even more fiercenes:> than before. Di ck was working to secure a hold on his opponent's throat, for he believed that the fellow would cry out for help the instant he suspected that he was not going to be a match for his opponent, and by getting him by the throat it would b e possible to prevent this. At last Dick was successful. He got a good grip on his opponent's throat with his left hand, and he at once compressed the fellow's windpipe, shutting off his wind. The redcoat continued to struggle for a minute or so, but his struggles grew more and more ineffective; he was getting weak. Then suddenly he let go his hold on Dick's body and seized hold of the hand that had him by the throat and tried to tear it loose. He pulled frantically, but without avail. Dick's fingers were not to be loo;;ened. Then he ceased pulling, a gurgling sound came from his throat, and he sank to the ground. Dick held onto the follow's throat a little while longer, to make sure that he was entirely unconscious, and then he loosen ed his grip and rose to his feet. The redcoat lay still where he had sank down. Dick now listened to. the sounds coming from the encamp-ment. and the point where the cannon stood. . A confused murmur of voices was all he could hear; he could not distinguish words. Well, he was safe for the present, at least, and that was the main thing. He pondered a few moments, and decided that it would not be safe to try to enter the Bridsh encampment now. So he moved away, and was soon on the road leading back to the vicinity of the Liberty Boys' encar.1pr11ant. Three-quarters of an hour later he arr1ved there. The boys were sitting up, talking. They gave Dick a!.1c eager greE)ting . "How did you manage to get back so soon, Dick?" asked Bob. "Did you find out anything?" from Mark Morrison. "No. I didn't learn anything, Mark," replied Dick. "The truth is, tl:at owing to an unexpected hap,ening, I was forced to return without trying to enter the British encamp ment." " Tell us about it, Dick!" He did so, and when they heard about the accidental firing off of the cannon, and how near it had come to putting an end to their comrads's existence, they gave utterance to exclamations. "That was a cJose call!" "They c::,i_me near getting_ you!" ,,..-"One thing, if that cam;1on ball had hit you, you would never have known wha_t hurt you!" " u ' ess that's the smiled Dick. "But I'm mighty gla'cl it hit me." Then he told about his struggle with the redcoat in the aa11k. ' 1'Why didn't you make a prisoner of the fellow and bring him -along with you, Dick?" queried Bob. "We might have forced im to give l!S some information about the inten,tions of General Arnold ." "I. doubt if we could have done so . And he was uncon scious and it would have taken too long had I waited for him to come to. I might have been discovered and captured." "That's so; probably he wouldn't have known anything about Arnold's intentions ." • "That's twice you have started for tb.e enemy's camp and have been forced to come back, Dick," said Bob. "Next time you will succeed." , "I hope so ." "Oh, y;ou will," from Sam Sanderson. "The third time is the charm, you know." "Yes, so they say." The boys talked a while longer, and then it was decided to lie down and sleep. Sentinels had been stationed, and nobody thought that there was any danger. Had they been in danger of being attacked, it would not have mattered; they were veterans, and would have lain down, their muskets by their sides, and gone to sleep and slept peacefully just the same. ' They were inured to danger. CHAPTER XI. BOTHERING THE BRITISH. Nex t morning the Little Rebels appeared at the Liberty Boys' encampment about nine o'clock. They were given a cordial greeting, indeed, for although they were mere boys, they had earned the right to be called so ldiers, by killing and wounding some of the redcoats when they had rescued Dick. "Have you decided whether you will come over to my home and encamp, Captain Slater?" asked Tom Wendel. "I have decided not to go just yet, Tom,'' was the reply. "We are nearer the British here, and will stay a while; but if the redcoats discover our camp and get after us, we will come over there." "4.nd what shall we do?" "Oh, go ahead and bother the British all you can." "Very well; we will do so, and we will be ready to help you at any time you need us, sir." "Very good, Tom." Then \the Little Rebels took their departure. They 'were somewhat disaTrpointed because the Libe 'ri:y Boys did not return with them they were determined to go ahead and bother the British all they could, on their own hook.

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THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "LITTLE REBELS" 11 They did not return to their homes, but made their way in the direction of Portsmouth. When about a mile from there, they diverged to the right, and made a detour, and came to the shore of the arm of the Chesapealke Bay on which Portsmouth was situated, and at a point about a mile northeast of the town. Here, seated upon a high bluff, they looked across toward the town. Suddenly one of the Little Rebels uttered an exclamation. "Look yonder!" He was pointing toward the town. The other boys looked, and saw some boats putting off from the whatf. J Even at that distance it was easy to see that the boats were filled with redcoats. "I wonder where they are going?" remarked Tom Wend el. "Hard telling," replied Ben SaVl•yer. "We'll soon see," said Fred Hardy. "That's so," agreed Torn. They watched the boats, and saw that they were heading in such a direction as would lead them to pass the point where the boys were stationed. As the boats drew nearer-there wel'e four of them-it was possible for the Little Rebels to make a close estimate of the number of men in them. The boys decided that there were about thirty men, all told, though only about twenty of them wore British uniforms. "We had better get behind trees," suggested Tom Wendel. "vVe don't want them to 15ee us." "No; but I'm in favor of seeing where they go what they are going to do," said Fred Hardy. am II" "Me, too!" "Yes; let's keep our eyes on 'em, boys." "We will," said Torn. The redcoats rowed past the point where the Little Rebels were stationed; they were not more than a quarter of a mile from the shore, and their voices could be hea:rd as they conversed, but the. words could not b-e distinguished. On swept the boats, and then Tom said: "Come along, boys; let's move along the and keep them in sight." The Little Rebels moved along at a fast walk, but were careful to keep back among the trees, so as to keep from being seen. ..._ The oarsmen in the boats were not pulling very hard, and the boys were enabled to. almost keep pace with the redcoats. "On they went, and at last, after having gone three or four miles, they saw the boats head in toward the shore. "They're going to make a landing!" said Tom. "Yes," from Fred. The boys came to a halt on a bluff, from which place it would be possible to see the redcoats disembark. To the surprise of the boys, there was a wharf-an old wooden affair-at the point the boats were headed for, and an old stone house in a state of dilapidation. Presently the boats stopped at the wharf, and the coats disembarked. They tied the painters to the spiles, and then. after talking a few moments, turned and strode away into the timber. "What shall we do, Tom?" asked Ben Sawyer eagerly. "'e'll follow them, Ben." "Good!" The Little Rebels set out i'n the wake of the redcoats . . The latter did not ;;eem to suspect that they were being followed, and so strode along, talking and laughing. On they went, and after them went the Little Rebels. At last the British soldiers c ame to a large house, which stcod at the edge of a large clearing, cov ered with a heavy growth of cotton and other farm. products. There were a numb e r of little, whitewashed c::tbins, .l terms. All they could do for the present was to wait and watch. They stationed themselves behind trees, and waited as as possible. They saw the redcoats enter the house, and then they dis-cussed the matter. ' Why had the British s oldiers come here? What was their business at the house? 0f course, the Little !Wbels could not answer the ques tions, and presently they desisted, and contented themselves with watching. Half an hour later the redcoats reappeared. . They were carrying a couple of boxes or chests, and, judg ing by the way the men wlio had hold of the chests stag gered, the boxes \:ere heavy indeed. "What is in the boxes, I wonder?'1 i;aid Fred Hardy. "lVlayb.e it is money," said Tom. "What if it is!" crfod Ben Sawyer. "Say, there'd be a lot of it, wouldn't there?" "You are right!" "Let's try to capture it, Tom!" from Fred. "I'm willing. But how i s the best way to go about it "I'll tell you: Let's hurry back to the wharf and knock holes in the bottoms of the boats, so that the redcoats can't get back to Portsmouth in them, and then we will have plenty of time to go for them, as they are making their way back on foot." "I guess that is a good plan. Come on, all, as fast as you can go.'' The Little Rebels set out through the timber on the run. Thev reached the shore of the bay, and began looking fo1 something to use in destroying the boats. One of the boys fotlnd an axe in the old stone house, and with it they chopped holes in the bottom of the boats. They al"o tore down front wall of the old house. This done, they moved off to one side, and concealed them selves behind trees. They held their muskets in re:ac!iness, and it had been de cided to take the enemy by surprise and give the Britisb soldiers a volley at close range, which our;ht to have the effect of cutting down their number one-half, at least. Half an hour later they heard the redcoats coming. On the British came, suspecting no danger. Closer and still closer, and then the Little Rebels leveled their muskets and took careful aim. "Fire!" suddenly cried Tom. The boys obeyed. Loudly the volley rang out, and ten of the redcoats went down, dead or wounded. Then T om ordered the boys to charge. He was a shrewd little fellow. and saw that the redcoats were so confused and so filled with cpnsternation that they were practically heh3less for the moment. The Little Rebels charged like veterans. The redcoats roused themseves and fought back for a few moments, and then retreated to the wharf, taking two of the boys with them, as prisoners; but they were forced to leave the chests behind. The British soldiers could retreat no farther. Their boats were stove in, and the old house destroyed. But they had two of the Little Rebels prisoners, and might have shot them. • But just then the Liberty Boys came charging over the hill. -CHAPTER XII. THE MONEY BURIED. With yells of terror, the redcoats turned and fled from the shore. The Little Rebels fired another volley. Onl y three of the British went down, however. A f ew mommts later the Liberty Boys paused a,nd greeted the Little Rebels. ' ' "What is all this about?" exclaimed Dick Slater. "We have had a little fight with some redcoats, Captain Sl ater," said Tom Vl endel. • Then he explained all, briefly. "But how happens it that you are here?" Tom asked, in conclusion. , Dick explained that they had just happened to be on hand. "We came around this way, and were making our way along the shore, with the intention of proceeding over to the vicinity of Norfolk, when we heard the firing, and hastened forward, getting heie at just the right time.'' "I gaess we would have thrashed them," said Tom, "but. they had two of the boys in their hands, and might have

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12 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "LITTLE REBELS" stood us off by threatening to kill them if we fired on them again." ies, they might have done that. But where are those chests you were telling about?" "Back here in the woods." Tom led the way, and all followed, and soon they came upon the chests, where they had been dropped by the red coats. Dick caught hold of the handle on the end of one of the chests, and lifted. It was very heavy. "I wonder if there really is money in there?" said Bob. "We'll soon see," said Dick. The chests were locked, but they were wooden affairs, and it was not much of a job to pry the lids open with the points of bayonets. This was done, and then the youths gave utterance to exclamations, for the chests were found to be filled with gold and silver. "What a lot of money!" cried Sam Sanderson. "Yes, but how are we to get it fiway from here?" from Mark Morrison. "There are about one hundred and twenty of us here," said Dick. "I think that we can divide it up and carry it easily. It will not make more than two pocketfuls for each of us." "That's so," said Bob Estabrook. "Let's fill our pockets right away." They proceeded to do so, and then they took a look at the wounded redcoats, and made them as easy as they could. "Your comrades will come back soon and look after you," said Dick, "so we will leave you here and go our way." . Then the Liberty Boys and the Little Rebels set out in the direction of Portsmouth. They did not go there, however, of course, but made a detour and kept on till they reached the Liberty Boys' en campment. '.'No,y th'e question is: What shall we do with the money?" said Dick, after they had settled down in camp to rest. "That is the question, sure enough," said Bob . "You're right; we can't carry it around with us," from Ben Spurlock. "Let's bury it," said Mark Morrison. "That is a good suggestion," said Dick. "But-we might be watched while we were at it," said Bob. "There is some danger of that," agreed Dick. ;;we could wait till after nightfall," said Sam Sandersqn. . But 'Ye could not be sure, even then, that we were not bemg on," said Mark. "That's so," agree d Dick. "Then what shall we do?" "Take it to my home," suggested Tom Wendel. "We have a cellar, and I believe that it would l;>e safe there." "We could bury it in one corner of the cellar," said Dick. "So I guess, Tom, that we will adopt your suggestion." It was decided to set out for the Wendel home at once . The Liberty Boys bridl e d and saddled their horses and then all set out, the Little Rebels leading the way. ' Two hours latPr the y arriveB at the Wendel home, and when Mr. and Mrs . Wendel learned who the Liberty Boys were they gave the young Continentals a hearty reception. Dick and Tom told Mr. Wendel about the money, and asked him if he thought it would be safe to bury it in the c .ellar. "I think so," was the reply. "You are welcome to bury it there, if you want to." "We'll do it, then," said Dick. A spade was brought, and they entered the cellar and went to work, and after a couple of hours they had finished and the money was buried. Then Dick a s k e d Tom to show him the camping-place that he had spoken of. "It's up yonder on that knoll," said the boy, pointing to a wooded knoll a third of a mile away. "We'll go up and look the ground over; come along, Bob. The rest of you boys may as well stay here." They went up onto the knoll, Tom leading the way. They found that the knoll was nearly level on top, and that it consisted of about an acre of ground; the slopes leading up to it from all sides were steep, and an attacking force would be at a great disadvantage, the ground being open nearly all the way clown. Just at one edge of the knoll was a spring, and a tiny rivulet trickled down the slope. "It would be impossible for an enemy to cut off our water supply," said Bob. "That's right," agreed Dick. "And if we had plenty of provisions, we could stand a siege." "Well, we can lay in a stock of provisions." "Yes, we can do that.''. "Let's make our camp here, Dick.'' "All right." Torn was glad that they liked the location. . "We Little Rebels will be here, ready to help you, if our help is needed," he said. "You bovs are all right," said Dick; "and if you wish, you may consider yourselves to be members of our company for so long as we remain in this part of the "Oh, thank you, Captain Slater! That will tickle the boys, I tell you." "And it will please us, for you have demonstrated your fighting abilities, and we know that you can help us a good deal." "We want to bother the British all we can, sir." "Well, you have bothered 'em some, already," Bob. They went back down to the house, and Dick told the Liberty Boys that he was going to go into camp on the knoll. "It is a place," he said enthusiastically. "I believe that we could stand off a good-sized army, the position is so strong.'' So they made their way up to tbe top of the knoll at once, and went into camp. I Tom Wendel had told the Little Rebels that they were to be members of the Liberty Boys' company, and they went along and went into camp the. same as their older did. They felt happy to be m such famous company, and to be regarded as valuable acquisitions. "I tell you we'll fight as long as we can stand up!" said Fred Hardv to Tom Wendel determinedly. "Yes; we'll stick to it .as long as the Liberty Boys do, when the time ,agreed Tom. And they meant i.t. too. They were brave little chaps, and were ready to fight to the death, if the need arose. CHAPTER XIII. BESIEGED BY THE BRITISH. When the redcoats that had been sent to the house halfway between Portsmouth and Norfolk for the gold and silver returned .and reported that the y had been attacked and put to and the money taken away from them, General Arnold was wild with rage. The money h a d been sent down from New York on a British ship, and was intended to be used in paying the British their wages. It had been left there two months before, anrl before the redcoats had come to this vicinity, and it had been deemed safer to leave the money at the home of the prominent Tory than to leave it at either Portsmouth or Norfolk. But now the money was gone, after all. It coold not be helped, and getting angry about it would not help matters, but Arnold got mad just the same and raged around at a terrible rate. WheTl he harl calmed down, he asked the leader of the party that had been so roughly handled a few qttestioil:i. How many of the rebels were there? What did they look like '! Did thev have on uniforms? The soldier answered the questions, and after some thought Arnold came to the conclusion that the rebels were no other than the Liberty Boys. "It is juf:t the kind of work they delight in doing," he said , "and I'll wager that those fellows were the Liberty B e ys.'' iiy ou mean the second party that appeared," the soldier said. "But who were the others-the little fellows who first attacked us?" "I don't know-little rebels of this vicinity, I suppose.'' "They were little rebels, sure enough; I don't believe that one of them was more than twelve years old-but they could shoot straight as anybody.'' "Oh, , boys in this country hunt s o much at an early age that the:y learn to shoot as soon as they learn anything," said Arnold.

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THE LIBETI.TY BOYS AND THE "LITTLE REBELS" 13 "Well , t ho se little rebels a!Jd the Lib erty Boys-if that was who they were-got away with the gold," the soldier s aid. "And now the q u estion is: Where did they go with it?" "That is hard to say. " "Well, we must find out, for I am d etennined to have that gold back again. " "That is the t hing to do, sir." "I will . send out scouts, a score of them, and they will scou r the co untry for miles around but what they will di s cover t h e hiding place o f the Liberty Boys." Arnold was as good as his word. He sent for some of the officers, and had the m nam e m e n who were s k illed i n sco uting and spying, a nd w i t hin the hour twenty soldiers left the town and scattere d in all di rectio ns. Thei r sole i nstructions were: "Find the Liberty Boys' encampment." All were not back until late that ev e ning, and then one w ho h a d gone a lmost due west from Portsmouth w ent to headquarters and reported that he had discovered the e n campment of the Liberty Bovs . "Where is it'?" cri e d Arnoid eagerly ' "Abo u t seven miles west of here." "Ah! Di d you reconnoiter the encampment?" "Yes." "How many men have they?" "About one hundred and t\venty. " "Young fellows?" "The of them are about twenty to twenty-one, I should say; but there are about twenty who are only little shavers, ten to twelve years old." "Those are the little rebels . " murmured Arnold, "and the others are undoubtedly the Liberty Boys." He pondered a few moments, and then asked: "What kind of a location have they for their encamp ment?" "A fine one, . sir, for defense. It is on the top of a knoll, and the top isn't one hundred vards in diameter and i s covered with trees and underbrush." ' "Humph! How are the fin, sir." ' "No matter; we mu s t capture them and r e cover the money." Gen1>ral .\rnold called a council, a nd placed the facts be-fore his officers. . 'T're rna,io,. ity were for goin g and making an attack on the rebels at o n ce. "Only on e hundred and twenty of th2 m ?" excl a imed an o fficer . "Why, we can eat them up without any trouble at all!" Arnold shook his head. "A bigger army than ours coukl not ' eat the Liberty Boys un' without any trouble at all," h e s:i.id. " I k n ow th e m of o ld. They a.re as dangerous a s a whol e regiment of ordi nary soldiers." T he officers could hardly und ersta nd this, but they felt that Arnolrl should know what he w a s t alkhP," about. It was decided that thev would wai t till morning, and then 'march a!?ainst the Liberty Boy s, with a regiment of their best soldiers. This having been decid e d, they adjourned. Earl y next morning there was con sidera bl e stir in the British encampment. The regiment that was to go against the Liberty Boys wa s s oon ready, and set out on the march. Mr. and Mrs. Wendel and Alice were greatly alarmed when t h ey saw the little army. They real ized that it mean t trou ble for the Little Rebels and for the Liberty Boys . "Well, Mr. Wend e l, I am back here again," said General Arnold. "Yes, sir," said the patriot. "W e have c ome to capture a p arty of rebels that is said t o be in this vicinity." Involunta ril y M r. Wende l glanced , up toward the top of t h e knoll , and Gen e ral Arnbld laughe d. "W e know they are the r e , Mr. W e nd e l," he said. "And we are going to surround the knoll right away and lay siege t o them . " , ' Mr . and Mrs . Wendel and Alice paled. They had cherishe d secre t hopes that the British woulrl not dis cover the enca m p ment of the Liberty Boys and Little Rebels. Arnold now gave the order, and the r e dcoats marched toward the knoll . At its foot the force split, anrl one portion went to the right and one to the left, and h alf an hour later the knoll was surrounded. G eneral A rnolrl and the other officers h a d remained at t h e house--the lead ing officers, that i s ; of c o u r se, t he captains, lieutenants, etc., had gone with the m e n. "No w , I w ouldn't give much for the chanc e s of the reb els on that knoll , " said General Arnold, in a tone of satisfaction . "Do you think you can capture them, sir?" asked Mr. Wendel. "Of course; it is only a matter of a little time. " "You can't starve them out, s ir, fort they have plenty of provisions, and there is a fine spring up there. " "Is that so ? " "Yes." "Well, if we can't get them out by siege, we will attack them and overwhelm them." CHAPTER XIV. THE LIBEl' o f provi s ions to last a week, or longer, Dick , " s aid Mark l\fu rris on , "and we have pl enty of water. So let's stay and fight them." "And there is a probability that Lafayette may get here s oon , you know," from Sam Sanderson. "True," agreed Dick. "Well, we'll stay, then. But we must expect to have to do some fierce fightin g ." So it was decided. When the redcoats had surrounded the knoll , the youth!< look e d at P:i.ch other with something like an air of satisfaction. The y could not go now, even had they wished to do so; it w ould have to be fight. An hour l ater an officer was seen climbing the knoll, carrying a white in his hand. . . ,, "A. ' " "flld has sent him up to have a talk with you, Dick, said Bob . "Yes. Well, I'll g o down part way and see what he has to say.'' Dick emerged from the edge of the timber, and walked down the slope till he m e t the British officer. They pauserl face to face and saluted. "Good-morn i ng," said the British officer , a captain. "Good-morning , " r e plied Dick . courteou s ly. "Are you the commander of the forc e of r e bels on the knoll?" "I am the c ommande r of the foroe of patr io t soldiersves , s ir." " Ver y good. My commander, General Arnold, has sent me up ]1ere to demand that you s u r r e nder." This was said with an air of a ssuran ce, a s if the speaker confidently e xpecte d that the othe r would promptly surrender. "Go back to your commander, sir, and tell him that I refuse to surrender," said Dick quietly .

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t4 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "LITTLE REBELS" The officer stared. "What!" he exclaimed. He could hardly beli eve that h e had heard aright. Dick made no reply, and then the British captain went on: "Y o u refuse to surrender?" "Certainly." "You surely must be crazy!" "Not at all." "But-look at our men,'' with a gesture. "I see them." "We have a thousand men!" "I don't doubt it." "And you have only--" "None of your business ho w many I h a ve." "And a portion of them are small bo y s . " "But they c a n s hoot a s straight as men." "Perhaps so; but when it comes to a hand-to-hand affair, they will be of no value." "I'm not so sure about that." "Bahl But come; think this matter over. You will surely decid e that it w ill be folly to try t o sho w fight." "Oh, no; I will not change my m ind. I have $ought i t all over, and I feel confident that w e can stand y ou off." "It ls the rankest folly!" "That remains to be seen." "Bosh! We ll, shall I return and report that you refus e to surrender ? " "Yes." "Very well." The officer saluted and half-turned, anrl t h e n face d about again, and asked: "Is your name Dick Slater?" The Liberty Boy nodded. "It is," he s a id. "Did General Arnold t e ll y ou to ask?" "Well, yes, h e did. He said h e was sure tha t yo u r e b e l s were the Lib erty B oy s, as he call s you, and t o ld m e to ask you what your name was." . "Well, I am Dick Slater. I have fought in many a hard battle, by the side of General Arnold-when he was an honest, honorable man, fighting for the right, for his country and our people's liberty; but now he has no m ore d e adly enemy than I, and you may tell him tha t it would give m e infinite plea sure to meet him face to facc e in a b attle! I would show him what I thin k of traitors! " "I don't think much o f traito r s, m yse l f," repl ie d t he cap tain. And the n he salute d a gain and turned away and walked back down to the hou s e , where Arno l d a n d the o t h e r officers awaite d hi s com ing. Dic k turne d and walke d b a ck up to the top of the kno ll. "He wanted you to surrender?" queri e d B o b, as Di ck rejoined his comrades. "Yes." "And you told him--" "That we would not surrender." "Good! We'll give the m a fight that they will rem em ber!" Dick looked sober. "We will' have our h a nds full, bo ys, " he said . "Odds of nearly ten to one means fight ing, a n d lots of it. " "Well, we like to fight," said Bob. Meanwhile, the Brit i s h captain h ad j o ined his brother officers. "What d i d he say?" asked Ge neral Arnold eagerly. "He refused to surrender, s ir." "Ah, well , " after a brief pause, " I reall y did n o t e x p e d them to sunender." Then he ask e d: "Did you ask that fellow w h a t hi s n ame was ? " "Yes , sir." "What did he say?" "That his name was Dick Sl ater." Arnold nodded , whil e a m o od y look appeare d on h i s face. "I was pretty sure of i t," h e s aid . "Dick Sl a t e r is the captain of the Libert y Bo y s, and a more daring, de sperate fighter I have nev e r s e en. And h is men are jus t like him. Even though we outnumb e r th e m nearly ten to one, it will be a most difficult thing to capture the m. n "He seems to think that t hey will be able to hold out against us, sir, " said the captain. "They' could do it, if any force of equal s ize could, but I don't think it pos s ible." "$hall we attack them righ t awa y, sir?" a sked another officer. General Arnold looked at the bare slope leading up to the t . oP of the knoll and then slowly shook his head. "I don't think it would be wise to do so,'' he said. "We will wait till nightfall, and then we will be able to get close up to the top o f the knoll without being fired upon." The others agreed that this was the best and safes t plan. The captains returned to their various companies and told th e soldiers to take it easy, that the attack would not be made until after nightfall. The soldiers then stacked their arms and threw them selves down on their blankets, and got ready to spend the rest of the day in restful idleness. The Lib erty Boys , watching from the top of the knoll, saw all this, and understood it. "Th ey're going to wait till dark, Dick , " said Bob. " Yes; General Arnold knows better than to ord e r his men to come up t he bare slopes in broad daylight." "Oh, well, we can do them a lot of damage even after dark." "Yes, it won't be so dark but what we can see them." "After they get up close to us, at any rate. " "Yes." The Liberty Boys took things easy, also, and lay around Hn
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THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "LITTLE REBELS" 15 "I would not have believed that one hundred rebels could make such a fight,'' said one. "Nor I," from another. . "Ordinary soldiers could not," said Arnold, "but the Lib erty Boys are no ordinary soldiers . They ale wonderful young fellows, brave as lions, and desperate fighters." "So they are," agreed another officer. The British felt any way other than happy that night. They had confidently expected to carry the knoll by storm, but the storm had burst upon their heads, and they had b e en forced to When morning came another council of war was held. Finally it was decided to' again demand the surrender of the rebels, under threat of killing every one, without quarter, if they refused. General Arnold himself decided to go and h a ve the inter view vvith Captain Slater. He set out up the slope, soon after the coun c il adjourned, and when he was part way up, Dick came down to meet him. . They came face to face, presently, the brave, daring, truehearted patriot youth and the a1ch-traitor . They surveyed each other a few moments in silence, and then Arnold said: "Well, we meet again, Dick." There was something of sadness in his tones, and also in the look on his face and in his eyes. Dick, ey eingthe traitor keenly, felt certain that he was anything but a happy man. "If it were to be done over again, I'll wage r that he would not turn traitor," was his thought. Aloud he said: "Yes, we meet again," General Arnold. " "Well, D i ck, I have come to ask you to surrender." The youth shook his head. "I refus e, General Arnold." "Wait, Dick. The best thing you can do is to surrender, for if you do not I shall send to Portsmouth for another r egiment, and then we will charge straight up t o the top of the knoll, and will not show you any quarter." Dick's lips curled with scorn. "Your threat has no effect on me," lre said. "Then you refuse?" "I do." "Remember, I mean what I say. I will do what I have threaten ed." "No matter; I refuse to surrender." Arnold's anger flamed up. " You're a fool, Dick Slater," he snarled. "Perhaps so, but I doubt it." "I do not want to go to the trouble o f s en
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16 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "LITTLE REBELS" "What are they coming so slowly for?" growled Bob. "They won't get: within range very soon at' that rate." "They will get there, though, Bob," said Dick quietly. On the redcoats came, in that slow, deliberate fashion, and when they were within seventy-five yards of the top of the knoll, a halt was called. I "What are they stopping for?" growled Bob. "We will soon learn," said Dick. He was right. Arnold advanced, holding his handkerchief up as a flag of truce. "More talk!" growled Bob, in disgust. "Why don't he turn his men loose, and be done with it?" "I'll go and see what he has to say," said Dick. "He wants to 'give you another chance to surrender,' Dick," Bob called after him. "Just tell him to go to Hali fax!" Dick walked on and soon came to a stop, face to face with Arnold. "Well?" he said interrogatively. I "I have come to give you one last chance to surrender," said Arnold. Dick shook his head. "Thanks,'' he said, "but my answer this morning was final." "You will refuse ? " "Yes." "But--look at the army that is coming against you!" with a gesture. "I see them." "And it will do no good talking further to you?" "Not a bit." ''Very good! Your blood, and that of your men be on your own heads!" "Certainly," said Dick. "Once we begin, no mercy will be shown you I" "We ask none." "Bah! Youth-.follyl The}' are synonymous." "I don't think that fQlly IS wholly restricted to youth, General Arnold," said Dick quietly. "Take yourself, for instance. Look at the folly you were guilty of when you turned traitor to your country. You--" . "Thatwn1 do!" hissed Arnold. "So be it! Death shall be your portion, and that quickly!" He turned on his heel and strode back doWI1 to where the redcoats stood, and Dick hastened back up to rejoin his comrades. "I ress the talking is over now, eh, Dick 7" said Bob. "Al finished, Bob." "I'm glad of that. I want to get to the fighting." "It is close at hand now." lie was right. As soon as Arnold reached the soldiers he gave the order to charge. Up the slope came the redcoats, at the top of their speed, yelling like mad. The Liberty Boys needed no instructions. They knew what to do. As the 'British soldiers came on they leveled their muskets and took careful aim. They were expert marksmen, and they knew that ii they made their bullets tell it would be much in their favol'. Closer and closer came the redcoats, aad then the Liberty Boys and Little Rebels opened fire. Their volley did considerable damage, but there were so many of the redcoats that those who fell did not seem to make much of a break in the lines. Dropping their muskets, the young Continentals opened fire with their pistols. They fired two volleys from the small arms, and then the British opened fire. The bullets fairly hailed in among the trees. Several of the brave young patriots were wounded, but so well sheltered were they that not one was killed. They fired two more pistol volleys, and then seized their muskets, to present the bayonets at their foes, who were now close at hand. At this instant there came a grand chorus of yells from the foot of the knoll, and the British, as well as the young Continentals, looked down in amazement. What ther saw delighted the youths, but it was anything but a -pleasing sight for the redcoats: Hundreds of blue-coated patriot soldiers were rushing up the slope. "Lafayette!" yelled Dick. "Lafayette and his. army are here! We are saved! Give it to the redcoats, Liberty Boys and Little Rebels! Give it to them!" A wild cheer went up from the lips of the young tinentals, and was answered by the patriot soldiers coming up the slope. . . With yells of dismay, the British turned and fled for their lives. CHAPTER XVII. IN BRITISH HEADQUARTERS. Lafayette and his army had come at just the right mo ment. Had they been fifteen minutes later the Liberty Boys and the Little Rebels would have been wiped out. As it was, they went in pursuit of the fleeing redcoats, but were unable to get close enough to do any damage. After giving up the pursuit, the patriot army gathered on the open ground near the Wend el home. Dick went down and greeted General Lafayette. They were acquainted, had known each other quite a while, and had fought together on more than one occasion. General Lafayette was glad to see Dick. "I understood that you and your Liberty Boys were coming down here to help me," he said, "but I didn't know whether you were here yet, or not." "We haven't been here long, sir." "And that army that was attacking you, I suppose it was Arnold's?" "Yes, sir. Though it was not the entire only two regiments." "Was Arnold with it?" "Yes, sir." "I would like to capture him I" . "I wish that you might, sir; nothing in the world would please the commander-in-chief more than to get Arnold into his hands." "You are right. Where is the British army stationed?" "At Portsmouth."' "And that is--" . "About seven miles from here." "Only a three hours' march." "It may be done easily in that time." "How strong an army has Arnold?" "I have been unable to learn, sir. I tried to get into the town at two different times, to reconnoiter and spy, but failed." "Perhaps another time you may have better luck." "Possibly." . "Well, I want to make an attack on Arnold, but would like to know the strength of his army first." "I'll make another attempt to enter the town and secure information, if you wish me to do so, sir." "I suppose you could not venture in the daytime?" "No but I will go just as soon as evening comes." "Ve;y g-0od; and now I will send my men to look after the wounded redcoats and bury the dead." This was done. Forty dead and seventeen wounded were found. The wounded were brought and placed in the left of the barn, and their wounds were dressed. Then the dead were buried. There was no necessity for the Liberty Bays and Little Rebels to stay up on top of the knoll now, and so they came down and joined the patriot army. The Little Rebels, excited no little curiosity among the patriot soldiers; some were disposed to smile at the idea that the little chaps could amount to anything as soldiers, but they knew the little fellows had fought the British, and had thus been proved. When it was evening Dick Slater mounted his horse and rode away in the direction of Portsmouth. He reached the vicinity of the town shortly after dark. He dismounted, led his horse into the timber, and tied him to a tree. Then he set out in. the direction of the town. When he was within a quarter of a mile of the edge of the British encampment he slackened his speed. and moved along slowly. He wanted to make sure of entering this time. He was successful, though he had a narrow escape from being discovered by one of the sentinels.

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THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE "LITTLE REBELS" 1'. Of course, he had on his suit of citizen clothing. He was soon down in the town, walking around among CHAPTER XVIII. the people who were out on the streets. There were soldiers all about, and Dick made up his mind A PATRIOT TRIUMPH. to learn how many there were, approximately, at least. He moved about for an hour and, at the end of that Dick realized that he was in danger of capture. time, had made a very fair estimate of the number of Brit-The officers would be out in another moment, and if he ish soldiers. was there they would either capture him or kill him. Then he did his best to secure some information regard-He leaped forward, and dealt the negro a blow. ing the intentions of the enemy. the stairs the negro tumbled, head over heels. He accosted a boy of about fifteen years, and asked him And after him bounded Dick. if he knew where the British headquarters were. At the same moment the door of the room the officert "Yep," said the boy. Ana he directed Dick to the house. were in was opened, and they came tumbling out, pistols ir. Dick made his wav thither and reconnoitered the building. hand. V\7hile he was watching, he saw three or four officers en"Where is he?" ter the house. "'> -"What's the trouble?" "I'll wager that they are holding a council of war," "Who yelled?" thought Dick. "Jove, if I could overhear what is said I Such were a few of the exclamations. would secure tha very information needed!" Then they ran to the head of the stairs and looked down . He was on the qui vive at once, Dick had reached the foot of the stairs, and was starting He thought the matter over eagerly. back along the hall. "Jove, I'll try to get into the building!" he deciaed pres-The negro lay groaning on his back in the corner; the ently. "If I fail, it can't be helped, and if I succeed, I may candle sputtered on the lower step. learn something of value." "There he goes!" He at once made his way around to the rear of the build"Shoot him!" ing. There were no lights in the rear downstairs. The officers fired at Dick, but he had hastened back along Evidently the servants had finished their evening's work the hall so swiftly that they missed him. and gone upstairs to bed. He ran to the room he had first entered, and was soon at This suited Dick's plans. the window. He might be able to effect an entrance. He leaped out, and as he did so he heard hurrying feet !le tried the windows, one after another, and presently in the hall. found one that was loose. The officers were coming in pursuit. He took a pistol out of his belt and managed to work the Dick ran back to an alley, and hined up it. muzzle under the frame of the window; then he pried up-He dashed up the alley at the tr' of his speed. ward and succeeded in forcing the window up. He reached the street, and up it, and was soon He stood there, listening intently for a few moments. mingling with the pedestrians, so that when the officers No sound came to his hearing. reached the street they were at a loss. They had not gotten All was still. a good look at the intruder into the headquarters build-He cautiously climbed through the window, and stood ing, and they could not possibly identify him among so within the room. many, Again he listened. Dick had escaped from immediate danger, but he was still Still all was silence. in the town, in the heart of the British encampment, and "The officers are upstairs, doubtless," thought Dick. it would be a difficult matter for him to get away in safety. He felt his way across the room, found a door, opened it, He began making his way toward the edge of the town. and was out in what he had no doubt was a hall. He selected streets that were not lighted, and at last Along this hall he moved, and presently came to a stair-was close to the line of sentinels. way. This was where the difficult work came in, but Dick was Up the stairs he went, and was soon standing in a hall expert at it, and managed to slip between two of the senlike the one below. tinels without being discovered. He stood still and listened. He heard the faint murmur of voices, and halfway down He stole along till he was out of hearing of the sentih J 1 . nels, and then he walked at a faster pace. . the a 1 he saw a faint streak of 1ght across the hall. He found his horse where he had left him, and mount"They are in that room," thought Dick. ing, set out in the direction of the Wendel home. He stole fonvard on his tip-toes, and presently reached It was not so dark but what the road could be seen fairly the door. He stooped and looked through the keyhole. distinctly, and so he made good time, arriving at the He could see two or three of the officers, one of those triot encampment an hour later. in sight being Arnold. General Lafayette had been given a room in the Wendel He then placed his ear to the key-hole, and was glad to and as he ':Vas in bed and asleep, Dick did not "make find that he could he a r and understand what was said. his report mght. He heard them t alking about their plans for the future. 1 • He went mto the house after breakfast, next morn-They were, to jud g e by their talk, somewhat worried behowever, and made. h111 report. . eause of the anival of the patriot army in the vicinity. So they talked of gomg to Petersburg, did they?" the They knew that it was stronger than their own army, general remarked. md they were trying to decide whether they should remain "Yes. f, can't understand what such a move would mean, Wi.ere they were, or whether they should move to some can you? otl1er point. Lafayette pondered a few moments, and then Dick hard the word Petersburg mentioned several times, said: aid he wondered if they were thinking of going there. "There is only one thing that I think of: possibly Petersburg was nearly twenty miles south and as many are thinking of going down into North Carolina to Jorn wst, from Portsmout h. Cornwallis' army; or it is possible that they are expecting ' I don't see why they should think of going there," he Cornwallis and his army to come up here." thught. Dick started. lowever, the British officers finally decided that they "I never thought of that," he said. woid remain in Portsmouth a while longer. "But they decided to remain in Portsmouth a while longer, "f we get badly pres sed, we can take to the ships," said you say?" Arnld. "Yes, sir." Tl) others a g reed that this was perhaps the best thing "Then I think we had better march against them. We to d, . have a little the advantage of them in strength, and may Haing learned what he wished to, Dick turned and be able to give them a good thrashing." startlj along the hall , toward the stairway, and just before The general called a council of war, and laid the mat-he it a neg--ro, with a candle in his hand, appeared. ter before them. Thenegro stopped and stared at Dick, open-mouthed. The officers were all in favor of going and making an The he suddenly bawled out at the top of his voice: attack on the British at Portsmouth. "Hell Robbers! Murder! Help!" Dick was a member of the council, and when it waa over

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THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. 19 HELP -.;f OUR COUNTRY! REPORTERS OFF TO WAR. I queries as to the pay of enlisted men and noncomBecaus e all the reporters of the Tulsa Democrat missioned officers now in force the forthcoming and the T ulsa Times have enlisted in the army or statement might be of use. These figu r es are based navy, young women will be employed as reporters on the United States Army bill approved by the hereafter on these two newspapers. Already the President May 18 and which went into effect June 1. force is made up mainly of girls. Other reporters Briefly, it provides .that men of the Army whose who go to enlist in a short time will be replaced by base pay does not exceed $21 a month shall receive young women. an increase of $15 per :rr.onth; not exceedin g $24 a Nearly all tl;ie girl reporters have had some expemonth.,.-an increase of f <'. a mo nth; r e c eiving $30 , rience, although a few of them are "cubs." The $36, or $40 a month a . 1 increase o f $8 ; and $45 or oldest woman employed in the news department more an increase of $6. admits that she is past fifty. She came from Eng-The new $Cale m eans 'that o f Arti llery , land and had been employed on there. Cavalry, Infantry, Signal Corp s , o r Quartermaster The others are all young. They are amb1t10us. Corps receiving $15 a month to the old The Democrat and the Times are two daily scale will now $30 a month . Fi , -dciss prinewspapers owned by Charles Page, 011 well owner vates of Engineers, Ordnance , Sig . a l CortJs, and and foun?er of the Orphans' Home at Sand Springs, Quartermaster Corps receivin g $18 w ill $32 . seven miles from Tulsa. There he supports 300 Second-class privates of Engineers and Or
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THE. LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. A BOY IN A . THOUSAND -OR-' FIGHTING AGAINST BIG ODDS By RALPH MORTON (A SERIAL STORY.) CHAPTER VI (Continued). He made his way rapidly through the deserted streets, reached the house, let himself in without !I.rousing any one, and went to his room, where he sat for an hour or more turning over the events of the evening in his mind, for he felt no inclination to sleep. At last he arose, paced the room nervously and exclaimed: '. "It's an audacious thing, but it takes audacity to combat rascality. If I can obtain an admission of guilt from Josiah Forrester, I have gained a point. Wit against rascality, trickery against trickery. Anything is justifiable with a scoundrel like that, and the very audacity of this scheme is bound to give it a chance of success." He presently went to bed a,nd was soon asleep, and resting quietly after the exciting scenes of the night. The next morning Belle, thinking to give him a little relaxation after the tension of the last few days, asked him if he did not want to go with her and make a few informal calls upon some old friends. He excused himself on the plea of having some important matters to attend to, and made much the same excuse to Dick, who wanted him to go off into the woods, and as soon as his friends had left the house, proceeded to prepare for the scheme he had in mind. It was an undertaking thaf only one boy in a thousand would have thought of, but, as he had said, its very audacity was in favor of its success, and he resolved to lose no time in carrying it out. CHAPTER VII. A MONEY MAGNATE'S TROUBLES. Mr. Josiah N. Forrester sat in the office of the Dockhouse reading letters and attending to various details of business which seemed to perplex him. First the assistant foreman came in and said: "Mr. Forrester, the men are dissatisfied because Harkins is no longer foreman, and say they must have him back or they won't work." "How dare they say 'must' to me?" muttered the "I shall put in what man I like." "Well, I am only repeating what the men say. I am having trouble with them, and I don't want you to blame me for it." "Where is Bunson? Can't he manage them? He has worked with them long enough to know them, I should think." "They say he is not a good foreman, and they want Harkins back." "Tell them I'll make you foreman." "They don't want me, they want Harkins." "Where is Bunson?" "I don't know." Just then the shipping clerk entered. "Mr. Forrester, we've got to get 'our shipments out," he said, "or we'll sustain los ses. Three or four of the biggest shoe men in the State are waiting for their goods, and if we can't supply thorn they'll cancel their contracts and buy elsewhere." "Well , go ahead and get them out," snapped the other. "I can't if the goods are not ready. This delay will cost you thousands of dollars." "Where's Bunson?" "The men don't want him; they want Harkins." "Well, but where is he?" The question was answered by Bunson himself, who came in at that moment in a semi -int9xicated condition. "I want to know if I'm the foreman, or if I'm only a hand," he said, thickly. "You're not even a hand," retorted the shipping clerk. "You're nothing but a drunkard. Why don't you go to work?" "Who are you talking to?" snarled Bunson. "Mr. Forrester, I want this man discharged." Before Mr. Forrester could answer two or three workmen in leather aprons and theiishirt-sleeves rolled up, came into the office. . "Sir," said one of these, "we are a committee ap pointed by the men, and what we want to say is that unless Mr. Harkins is reinstated we will go out and look for work elsewhere." "Discharge 'em!" hiccoughed Bunson. "I'm the foreman here." Then Cyril came in, looking very much worried, and said: "The bookkeeper says he won't take any orders from me, pop. What a;m I going to do about it?" "Discharge him!" said Bunson, thickly.

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THE. LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. 21 "Discharge yourself!" sneered Cyril. "You're making all this trouble. The men would work if you were not around.;' "Don't talk to me, you young snip," snarled Bun son. "I could bust up this whole business if I liked. If I told what I know there wouldn't be no--" "Get out of here, Bunson," said Forrester. "Go o work, men. I'll send for Harkins. Cyril, you let the bookkeeper alone. He knows his business. Now, get out of here, the lot of you." . Bunson departed, growling; Cyril was despatched to tell Harkins to go back to work, the men left, and the magnate was alone. Not long, however, for his daughter came in pres ently and said imperiously: "See here, popper, I want some money, and I want it bad. You've got a big business now, and you've got to increase my allowance. Mommer and me are goin' on strike, and I'm the walking delegate, so pony up the dust. Get busy now. I'm going shopping." "You had your allowance on the first of the month." "And I've blown it in,'' said the girl, pertly. "You're on Easy street now, and--" "You don't know what you are talking about," said the man impatiently. "I can't give you any money till the first of the month, and I won't." Then Mazie began to cry, but Forrester, who used no better language than she did, interrupted her with: "Now, don't do the crocodile act, for it won't go. You can't have any money, and that settles it. Con found you, you and your mother will bankrupt me if I give you half a chance." "You're a horrid old thing!" retorted 1\1.azie, abandoning tears and resorting to abuse, "and I'll just go about in rags, to shame you. You've got money to burn now, and there's no reason in the woi:ld why--" Just then another visitor entered, this time no less a person than January Thaw. He tipped his shabby hat, touched his lips with the ends of his worn gloves, pressed a hand over his threadbare coat and said gallantly: "Ah, woman, lovely woman, I did not know I was to be so fortunate. Room for the ladies. January Thaw becomes a blooming summer at their ap proach. Shall I retire? I know I should have sent in my card, but the engraver hasn't furnished me with a new lot. Don't go, my dear young lady. Rather, let me retire." The young lady drew her black skirt more closely, however, and went out with a look of disgust. Then the tramp put his hat on the top of the desk, took a chair, put his feet on the table, and said, impudently: "Excuse me, governor, but I want to talk busi ness." '\Vho let you in, you brazen scoundrel?" snapped Forrester. "How dare you come in here like this? Why don't you go away? Didn't I pay you to get out after you had done your part?" 4'Lying for you, you mean? Well, it wasn't enough. I ought to get as much as Riddle for stealing the will and the rest. My testimony was as important to you as those papers. Why don't I as much as he?" "The scoundrel hasn't turned over any papers yet,'' stormed Forrester, his face livid. "I don't be lieve he got them at all, as I told him to." "You're only bluffing, governor," said the tramp. "Riddle turned over the papers all right." "I tell you he hasn't; but I'll land him in jail all right if he doesn't. Young Ray can identify him the minute he sees him." "But how about Bunson and his wife, governor? Why don't they go away, too, if I must?" "I'll fix Bunson all right, never fear, and I'll fix you, too, if you don't get out. I paid you for your lying, just what I said I would, and now if you don't leave these parts I'll have you sent to the work-house as a vagrant." "Suppose I should tell what I know about the case, governor? January Thaw is mild when you take him right \but when you turn the cold shoulder on him he as hard as steel. Go slow, old man." "Who would take your word against raine, you dirty tramp?" thundered Forrester, pushing the tramp's feet from the table and getting up. "A great many might," answered Thaw, as he put on his shabby hat. "The law is no respecter of per sons, me dear governor, and Judge Craven may not be on the bench the next time." Then, before Forrester could answer, the door was pushed open, and in came the tramp's exact counterpart, high white hat, threadbare coat, worn gloves, soiled trousers, and broken shoes, and the red and unsh:wen face being the same in both. "What's this, governor?. " asked the newcomer, with a start. "Do I see double, or have you got a ' mirror?" The first comer moved rapidly toward the door. "What does this mean?" cried Forrester huskily. "Who are you? Which one is real, and which is the counterfeit?" Then the tramp at the door suddenly whisked off a wig and beard, and Ray Forrester was revealed. "I am Ray Forrester, the rightful owner of this property," he said. "I did not look for this interruption, but you have made an admission that will land you in jail unless you restore to me all that you have taken." "I have admitted nothing," hissed Forrester. "Where are your witnesses? I deny that I have said anything to you." "Deny what you please," said Ray. "You know that you are guilty, Josiah Forrester, and before many days I shall prove it to the world." Then he hurried away, and Thaw, looking blankly at Forrester, asked: "What have you told him, governor? What hav
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22 THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. CURRENT . NEWS -INVENT GUN TO FIRE 2,400 SHOTS A MINUTE. Earl H. Keller, a court stenographer assigned to the Flushing Court, recently filed application with the patent office for a patent on a multiple machine gun unit. Keller says from two to six machil).e guns may be mounted and fire 2,400 shots a minute. The fire of the unit is controlled by one gunner, and the feeding of shells to the guns is accomplished by assistants. Each individual gun of the unit may be trained upon a separate .target, or all the guns at one target, or different combinations of more than one gun to a target may. be made to suit the necessi ties of the case. ANCIENT INDIAN DITCHES. The remains of irrigation systems that date back to prehistoric times when the valleys of Arizona were inhabited by highly civilized Indian tribes are still in existence. One of the most famous of these is on the State highway running from Prescott to the Grand Canyon. Water is taken from what is known as "Montezuma's Well," a curious natural well 440 feet :i'n diameter and' 93 feet deep, except in one spot, where no bottom has been reached at 500 feet. Lime in solution is carried by the water, and the sides of the ditch have been preserved by the petrifaction of the original earth. One ranch owner is using several thousand feet of these ditches after simply cleaning them out. A line of levels was run along the bottom of one of these old Indian ditch.es and showed the grade to be almost perfectly uniform at the rate of 0.01 feet per 100 feet. FEED PUMPKINS. Pumpkins, squashes and melons can be made to grow very rapidly by feeding them on sy.iup, and this feeding process is quite simple. A concentrated syrup is prepared by dissolving sugar in water in several jars or crocks. The water may be heated to make the sugar dissolve more rapidly, but the syrups must not be allowed to boil. A fruit that has well formed, but is still young and small, must be chosen. Two crocks of syrup are placed beside it, pressed into the earth so that they shall not be upset. Some pieces of cotton string or small lamp-wicks are cut long enough to r.each from the squash to the bottom of the rocks. \Vith a pen. knife two slits are cut into the thickest part of the stalk of the squash and the ends of the wicks are in serted. The holes must not connect with each other or go through the stalk. The other ends of the wicks are dropped into the syrup. Then you have only to wait and watch the squash grow. It is necessary tcf stir the syrup once in a while and to see that there is always plenty of it in the crocks. SEEK DE SOTO TREASURE. The search for treasure, started by Vol Kelly of Clarksville, Ind., many years ago, is said to have been renewed, as numerous holes have been dug along Nagle's creek, in the vicinity in which Kelly used to search. The identity oi the new seekers is not known, as the digging has been done at night. Kelly believed treasure was hidden because of an ancient record concerning De Soto. The tale is that his treasurer, Fernandez, deserted him, taking the money chest, and that this was buried not far from the falls of the Ohio, when he was attacked by Indians. Kelly used a divining rod which was supposed to dip at the presence of gold. Another old legend is that a Spanish knight ap peared, clad in black with helmet and armor, and danced a fantastic dance in the moonlight, the theory of the superstitious beinglthat it was Fernandez, who gloated over the failure of those who sought to find the gold. Treasures, revealing or suggesting long-forgotten or unknown history, are not uncom mon here. Bodies, skulls and weapons are among the things found, sometimes near the surface. A few years ago, Albert Hume discovered what were supposed to be bodies of chiefs, their heads surrounded with beautifully worked spear points. ORIGIN OF BANKS AND BANK NOTES. With the almost entire use of paper cunency at the present time the history of their origin may not be uninteresting. In the days of the Stuarts merchants used to lodge their reserves of gold in the Tower, and when one day Charles I., in a thoughtless moment, annexed a large sum lodged in that way, and forgot to put it back, the merchants decided that henceforth they would put no more trust in princes, but would look to the goldsmiths. The goldsmiths thereby became the first bankers and the first goldsmiths who hit upon the novel id ea of giving a note, not only to the person who depo sited gold, but also, the person who came to borrow, founded modern banking with an original of $25,000. The banker gave promise to pay up tO, say, $125,000, and as long as there was no immediate demand on the part of the persons holding these promises to pay to have that promise converted into cash, business proceeded merrily, but necessarily there was a limit beyond which it was not safe to do this kind of business, and it was always possible that something unforeseen might happen that would bring an unusual number of notes for presenbtion. As a matter of fact, this did happen frequently in the early days, and finally the government stepped in and granted the almost entire monopoly of issuing notes to the Bank of England.

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THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. 28 S T RANDED -OR-I THE BOY WHO HAD N O FRIENDS By CAPTAIN GEORGE W. GRANVILLE (A SERIAL STORY) CHAPTER XII. Shortly afterward a young man entered, and upon being introduced to Gil, said: THE SEARCH RESUMED. "Gilbert Clinton? You haven't been in the city , long, have you? Say, aren't you the boy that pulled "I beg you will say no more about it, Miss Grace," my little sister out of the Central Park lake last said Gil. "As Harry says, things have changed, but Sunday a week ago?" it is not my fault." "I didn't know she was your sister,'' answered \ "You are my guest, Gilbert, and he must treat you Gil, with a smile; "but how did you happen to know as such. He said something to you that night which anything about it?" has troubled me ever since." "Why you gave your name to Mr. Dexter, a neigh"Never mind it." bor of ours, and he told pop and mom all about it. "He said you were the son of a man who died in Say, that nurse girl got the bounce, all right; but jail." ' why didn't you tell where you lived? Pop wants to "And so I am. If you do not wish to keep up the see you." acquaintance--" "I had no regular address then, Mr. Horton, and "But I do. I have been looking up the watter. besides, I did not think--" There was some doubt of your father's guilt?" "Ah, don't call me that. My name's Jack. Every"There was every doubt. He was innocent, and body I care about calls me Jack. Say, come around to-day I have just missed getting hold of a man who and see us, won't you? Cissy is wild to see you. I believe could prove it." Didn't she tell you to call when she got on some "Whatever your father was, Gilbert, I do not be-dry things? didn't she tell you where she lieve that any one who acted as you did that night, lived?" two weeks ago, be evil, and I trust you. Harry "I believe she did, after a fashion,'' laughed Gil, Hall, you owe Gilbert Clinton an apology." "and I believe I did promise to call; but really it "I don't, and. I'll never give it to him," snarled was nothing. Your little sister was in no great Hall, flushing. peril." "Then lea:ve this house at once!" "But she would have been if you hadn't been on Harry Hall left the house with a scowl for Gil and the spot. You'll come and see us, won't you?" saying to Grace: "You must, Gilbert," interpo s e d Grace. "The "All right; it is your house, and you can do as Hortons .are very nice pe . ople and great friends of you please, but some day you will come to your ours. So you have been helping other folks besenses, and then you will see that I was right.'' sides me, have you? It seems to be a favorite OC'-''7 It was a bitter humiliation to him, and yet he pation with you?" ' would not break off entirely with Grace. "What else has he been doing?" asked Jack Hor-The fact of the matter was that she was rich, and ton. , he had a great desire to share her fortune, for he "Oh, preventing me from being trampled under made very little money and was not of as good a foot by a lot of excited people jn a theater, picking family as was Grace. up mamma's bracelet and giving it back to her, and He would not apologize to Gil Clinton, but he other things, I have no doubt, that have not come to hoped to do the boy some injury and so prejudice our notice." Grace against him that he would get back into her "Say, you're just the chap to know," cried Jack. good graces. "You're the right sort, you are. We'll get you into "I am very sorry that this has happened, Gilbert," our club. Oh, I say, where's Hall t9-night? He's said Grace, when Harry had gone, "but I could n o t generally always here when I come." allow any of my guests to be insulted." 1 One of the boys gave the volatile Jack a poke in "Say no more about it, Miss Grace," returned Gil. I the ribs, while another told him to keep still, and "The subject is a painful one to me, and I w ou ld two or three of the girls began to talk so loud and rather that it would be dropped." s o fast that nothing el s e could be heard.

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24 THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76 . Later one of the boys said: "You came near putting your foot in it, you chump." "How so?" asked Jack. "Why, Hall was here and got fired out for insulting Clinton. They used to know each other some where else, and Hall got to saying nasty things about Gil, but Grace wouldn't have it and told him to apol ogize or get, and he got." "That's right. I don't like him, anyhow, but Gil Clinton is a brick. That's the sort of boy to know, and I'm going to take him up." Gil spent a very pleasant evening and promised to call again, and also to go and see Jack Horton as soon as it was convenient. The next day, when Gil went back to the office from his lunch, one of the salesmen said to him: "Some one called you up on the 'phone while you were out, Clinton, and told me to tell you to get him when you came in. He's in a clothing store over on Third avenue." "Cohen, was it?" "Yes. Is that where you buy your clothes? I thought they were more stylish than that?" "Cohen is a friend of mine, the first one I found in the city," said Gil, quietly, and the facetious salesman realized that his witticisms were ill-timed. Gil called up Cohen, and was greatly surprised to hear him say : "Sorry you weren't in an hour ago. Wyatt was in here buying a suit of clothes." "What? Wyatt? Why, he's gone to China. He have got back so soon." "I don't believe he went. In fact, he didn't." ' "Are you sure it was him?" "Certainly. I can't be mistaken. He had the scar over his eye and a full dark beard and walked with a roll. I'm sure it was him. I wanted to send him the things so as to get his address, but he said he preferred to take them." "You are certain it wa.s Wyatt?" "Of course I am. I couldn't have been mistaken." "Then they lied to me down there at the office, and I'll bet Hall had something to do with said Gil, forgetting that he was talking right in front of the telephone. "What do you say?" Cohen, at the other end. "They misinformed me at the shipping office. They said that he sailed on the Shipman, but I think I k,now who is responsible for it." , "Well, shall we try and hunt him up?" "Yes. What did he buy? Things that a sailor would need?" "No, regular shore things." "Then he must be going to stay here and not go to sea. Yes, I'll meet you to-night. When will you be through?" "Six o'clock. This is my night off." "All right. I'll meet you at the store and we'll have supper together." Gil went over to the clothing store as soon as he was free and met the proprietor as he entered. . "How are you, Mr. Clinton?" the man said. "Glad to see you. Are you coming back? I was too quick with you the other night, and I'm sorry for it. I got in a new man, and I've been breaking him in ever since, and he isn't broken in yet. Won't you call it squa1e and come back? I'll give you better wages than I gave you before." . ' "Much obliged, but I am very well satisfied where I am." "And you don't have any hard feelings?" "Not now," laughed Gil, "but I must admit that I did." "I don't know as I can blame you, Mr. Clinton, but what was I to do? There was the woman all excitement and customers coming in, and I had to do some thing." "Well, never mind about it now," said Gil. "It's all passyd, and you know that I am not a thief, and you've said you are sorry, and that's all that need be said." The two young fellows left the store together, went to a quiet German restaurant in a side street where Cohen was known and had a very good dinner at moderate rates, and without the noise and con fusion common in larger places . ':Have some wine?" asked Cohen. "No. I never drink it." "Beer, then? You can get the real impo 1ted German beer in here?" "No, I don't drink anything," replied Gil, ".and even if I did, I think perhaps it would be better to keep our heads clear. We don't know what we may have to go through before the night is over." 'No, we don't, and I guess you're right." _ "Where shall we look for him?" asked Gil. "Well, I should say the Bowery. It's a great place for sailors. I watched Wyatt when he le f t the store, and he walked downtown. H e did not take a car, and I think he may have hired a room somewhere around here, so we'll look here first." "Well, it seems lik e a wil d goose chase,". said Gil, "but if we find him it will be no stranger than my runni:r;i.g across hi mthe other night, 01 than his going to your store to buy clothes." "No, so it won't; but W(.. d better prepare ourselves for. a long chase." It was to prove a longer one than either of them imagined. . The two young fellows began their search with a tour through all the furnished room hous es in the neighborhood, Gi l taking one side of the street and Cohen the other. The houses were easy to find by the little card pasted over the bell-pull, and it was oniy such that they visited, and as a very short time w::.s required at each, they visited a good many in the course of an hour. In none of them could they hear anything of Wyatt, however, and at la s t Cohen said: (To be continued.)

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THE. LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. 2 5 NEWS OF THE DAY THROUGH FIRE TO WED. Through fire for love was no sham cry by Alfred Arney and Miss Clara Feldhousner of International Falls, who came to Bandette, Minn., in an automo bile to be married, accompanied by George Stoffels and Caroline Feldhousner. On the Canadian side, between Hmo and Barwick, they had to fight their way through a forest fire burning fiercely on both sides of the road. The smoke blinded them. The men covered the women with auto robes and raced at full speed through the burning woods. Brush fires in this section were worse than they have been since 1910. Many barns and homesteads were destroyed. FLY 48 MILES IN 43 MINUTES. Four aeropfanes, each carrying a pilot and observer, flew from the aviation field at Princeton Uni versity to Sea Girt, the encampment site of the New J.ersey National Guard, the other afternoon. The two machines piloted by Lieut. Edward R. Kennerson and Chief Mechanician Earl Southee and carrying Marshall F. Mills and Frank Stanton as observers made the forty-eight mile flight in about 43 minutes. The other planes, carrying Lieuts. Paul Culver and Joseph Stevenson as pilots and Jam es Barnes and Allen Devin as observers, went out of their course and didn't arrive until fifty minutes after they had left Princeton. The aviators were greeted by Gov. Walter E. Edge of New Jersey and Adjt.-Gen. Harold Barber of the New Jersey National Guard. Gen. Barber made a fifteen minute flight with Lieut. Stevenson, who is stationed at the military reservation at Governors Island, and the aviators each made exhibition flights for a c11owd of several thousand people who had gathered at the encampment grounds. The machines left on the return trip to Princeton about 5 o'clock. LONDON BEGS FOR OLD RAGS. London is now having a series of rag days. Wagons decked with Union Jacks are parading each district or borough in search of rags. Leading the horse that draws the wagon is a man attired in white, looking much like the "white wings," or street cleaners of American cities, who shakes a bell and entreats' people to bring out their rags. The rags are wanted to make up for tl).e shortage of woollen and cotton raw material for army clothing, blankets, etc. Every one of the twenty-eight boroughs in the metropolitan area is to be canvassed before the summer is over. This means that the search for rags will be carried on in every nook and corner of the 700 square miles which comprises Greater London and that it is planned to make personal visits to at least half of the 600,000 buildings in the metropolitan area. No one who has not been in London long enough to realize what a great pile it is can form an adequate conception of what a vast task lays before these new found ragpickers. To meet this competition the private ragpicker has a new line of barter that is quite unique. He now offers one or .two pounds of potatoes for about eight pounds of rags. The housekeeper, who per haps has not seen a potato for weeks, eagerly ac cepts this offer, forgetting that the market value of the potatoes is but seven cents a pound, while her rags are worth about 25 cents a pound at present prices. , The rags and clothes collected by the official rag pickers are all torn into shreds, sterilized and re dressed before use . They will be welcomed by the army authorities, who are very short of raw ma terials, for the manufacture of khaki and army blankets: FACTS ABOUT AFRICA . . Nearly one-quarter of the earth's land surface is comprised within the continent of. Africa. It is as far around the coast of Africa as it is around the world. Every eighth person of the world's popula tion lives in the dark continent . The blacks double their number every forty years and the whites every eighty years. There are 843 languages and dialects in use among the black of Africa. Only a few of the languages have been reduced to writing. Thirty.five years ago the export of cocoa from the gold coast amounted to $20. To-day it is over $8,000,000. The coal fields of Africa aggregate 800,000 square miles; its copper fields equal those of North America and Europe combined, and it has undeveloped iron ore amounting to five times that of North Amer ica. Africa has 40,000 miles of river and lake navi gation, and water powers aggregating ninety times those of Niagara Falls . If Africa had the same proportion of railroad mileage as the United States according to its size, it would have a million miles of track instead of the 25,000 miles now in operation . One area in Africa unoccupied by missionaries is three times the size of New England, a second would make four states like New York, a third would cover eight Iowas, and a fourth is eighteen times the size of Ohio. Throughout Africa there is one missionary for every 133,000 miles. Almost the entire continent is now under European flags. France has colony in Africa twenty times the size of France itself. The British flag flies over a territory as large as the United States, and extends almost without interruption from the Cape to Cairo, a distance of 6,000 miles.

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26 THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76 part, according to the Popula r Science Monthly for June. Back of the fourth row, however, eight boats NEW YORK, JULY 20, 1917. find places together with two barges. Hence, there --------.,---------------are fifty-six boats and two barges .in the big fleet. TERMS TO SUBSCRIBERS Sing-lo Coples .••.•..•.. • ••••••••••••.•••••••••••• One Copy Three Months ••••••••••••••••••••••••• ""' One Copy Six l\Jonths ...•••••••.•••••.•••••••••• One Copy One Year .. , ••••..••••.•. , • •••••.•••••• POSTAGE FREE • 06 Centi .715 Cents 1.50 3.00 HOW TO SEND MONEY-At our risk send P. 0. Money Order. Check or Registered Letter; remittances in any other way are at your risk. \Ye ar!cept Postage Stamps the same as cash. When sending silver wrap the Coin In a separate plece of paper to avoid' cutting the envelope. WNte your name and address plainly. Address, letters to N. Hastin&'• Wo111', Pres.}FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher Chas. W. Hastin&'•• Trea•. Cha.rles E. Nylander, Sec. 168 West 23d St., N. Y. Good Current News Articles Only ten French ships were sunk by German submarines during the month of May. Twenty-eight French vessels were attacked by the U-boats, eight een escaping. Patrol vessels fought twelve engage ments with enemy submersibles and hydroplanes fourteen. The hair does stand on end under certain condi tions, because there is a little muscle down at the root of each hair that will make each hair stand up straight when this muscle pulls a certain way. It is difficult to say just how these muscles are caused to act in this way when we are frightened. We know that when thoroughly frightened our hair will sometimes stand straight up, and we know that it is,, this muscle at the root of each hair that makes it possible, says the Book of Wonders, but why it is that a big scare will make this muscle act this way we do not as yet know. The Sprague has her nose shoved in at the center of the fifth row. The fifty-nfoe vessels are lashed securely together by lines which run from boat to boat. Although the Sprague can push the fleet ahead, her chief duty is to hold back the load . This great amount of coal is handled by a rela tively small total of horsepower because the current of the onflowing river supplies a large part of the requisite energy. II -=- •• Grins and Chuckles "Why, Bobbie! You've got a hole in your stock ing! It wasn ' t there this morning when you put , them on." "Well, if it wasn't there, where vvas it?" "What do you think of 'The Charge of the Six Hundred?'" "A mere trifle compared to the charges .of my wife!" Bobby-Papa, please stop sing:ng to me. Papa -Why, Bobby-Because I can never go to sleep when I'm frightened. Mrs. Flatbush-How do you manage to keep a cook so long? Mrs. Bensonhurst-Oh, I get her to stay until my husband can raise some money to pay her. Policeman-What are you standing 'ere for? Loafer-Nothin'. Policem an-Well, just move on. If everybody was to stand in one place, how would he rest get past? "I don't think I desei"Ve zero on this examination," said the pupil, as he took his geometry pap'2rs. "No,v I do not, either, John, but that was the lowest I could give you," said the teacher. A French horticulturist, M. de Noyer, proposes the stems of spinach for making paper. These contain 46 per cent. of cellulose against 6 per cent. in the stems of wheat straw. M. de Noyer claims h Milkman-How much are your quart measures? t at in his in making papei from spinach stems he has followed the methods of the Gren-Storekeeper-Thirty-five cents. Milkman-That's bl too much, and, besides, I don't need such a big one. a e paper-making school and has produced a prod-A" 't t II f l ? uct equal to the best Japanese in its remarkable m you go a sma er one or ess money . consistency. He intimates in an article quoted in the Journal of Industrial and Engineering Chemistry that with the proper culture of spinach for this purpose, remarkable economies in the manufacture of paper may be achieved. "The boss is out," said the office boy. "He' s gone to a directors' meeting." "When will he be bHck ?" asked the caller. "Can't say exactly, but if the game don't run into extra innin gs he ought to be back by Only in the United States can such a sight be seen as six acres of coal floating down a river as a single unit. This is the a:r:ea of coal boats which the well-kno•vn stern-wheel steamer Sprague is capable of handling as a single tow. Four across-stream rows o:f twelve boats each make up the principal half-past five." "My doctor has ordered me to Pa rn Beach for my health." "What seems to be the matter with you?" "I've been worrying too much about money matters." "Well, you won't have anything of that sort to worry you if you stay down there long enough."

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THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. 27 A FLASH OF FLAME. I board the Condor shall suffer, not a hair in your head' shall be harmed." B y Alexander Armstrong. Days and weeks passed, during which Bill maintained a surly silence to ward all on board, excepting Jerry. . , . To him h e one day admitted that he was making Jerry s was preparations for his summary revenge. had Ju s t a l etter an ap-1 "Bill! Bill!" pleaded Jerry. "Give up all such pornt_ment to the sh1p-?fwar Condon, m the U. s .. N . ideas, for my sake, for your sake." Without a s delay he everythmg I With a frightful oath, that made Jerry shudder to and biddmg good-by to his parents and, listen to, he swore that he would carry out his plans friends , he started for the place where the Condor I even if he hung for it. lay. The Condor was ordered to Rio Janeiro on offi-He had be e n aboard but slightly a week cial busin e ss. one of those ev:1:-to-be-regretted affairs, the fioggmg l Duril).g the time that elapsed in goii:ig ,re of a man, OCCUI I ed. . rmained below decks almost constantly lll his ' off . Bill Y e orvans it, for he had 1 duty"'spells. a supenor m a v ery rnsultmg manner; but I From his di s position nothing particularly queer yet it to us that .some more h:imane and yet was thought of this by any one else but Jerry. Him as effective mode of pumshment for his offense could it bothered exceedingly, for he was sure that Bill have be e n adopted. was hatching up some devilish plot. Bill was naturally of a moro s e and moody disposi-He had almost determined to lay his suspicions betion, and being shunned altogether on this account, fore the captain, when Bill sudd e nly gave up staying by mo s t o f his shipmates, he became even more surly so much below d e cks whil e his face wore a brighter than he had previously been. look than it had in many days. before a man He Occasionally, too, a satisfi e d smile could be seen saw Bill s physical sufferrng,. and bemg naturally lurking around his mouth, while eyes would of a kind heart, he went to Bill when off duty and shoot contemptuous, sneering glances at the officers. offered words of sympathy. More than once the ob servant Jeny had seen the At first Bill r e pulsed him, but finding that Jerry evil lights dancing in his eyes, and he was sorely persisted, feeling that he was disinterested, he puzzled as to what course to pursue. accepted his advances more gracefully. They had been at Rio Janeiro two days, when After tha t there e xisted a warm friendship for Bill said: the lad in Bill's bre a s t, and toward him •he was very "Jerry, can you get leave of abs ence for you and gentle, although he was more surly and defiant than I to-morrow?" ever towards his superiors and messmates. "I don't know. Why? DO'you want to go ashore?" Jerry was well liked by all on board, and twice "Yes." when Bill had committed some offense, he begged so "I'd rather not ask it." hard for his pardon that punishment was omitted. "Won't you ask it? Now, as a favor for me, This e v id ent interest in him made Bill's heart please?" warm toward the lad, until, finally, he woufd have "What do you want to go ashore for?" laid down his life for Jerry. "I'll tell you whe we get there. Will you ask?" Bill was strong in all his passions, and he could "Yes," Jerry reluctantly replied, for he could not hate as inte n s ely as he loved. help thinking that there was something dark beOne day his contempt and surliness toward a su-neath the request. perior again got him in trouble. High words folLeave of absence was asked for and granted. lowed, and the Bill struck the officer. The next morning a dingey was lowered, Jerry and For this he received a severe whipping, and a Bill entered, and as the Condor lay but a hundred month's confinement is the prison of the ship. feet from the pier they were s?on ashore. He emerged from it at the expiration of his seriAs they stepped upon the pier, Jerry asked: tence, not a repentant man, but one who considered "Well, what did you want come ashore himself most foully abused. "Come into this saloon nght here, and I ll tell With his perverted way of reasoning he could not you." see that he had been justly punished; and before They entered the saloon in9icated; Bill led the Jerry he made the solemn vow to be revenged on all way to an inner room, ordered a bottle of wine, and on board the vessel. when the waiter went out after bringing it, he arose , "Sh!" cautioned Jerry. "Do not talk so loud, or locked the door, and put the key in his pocket. you'll get into trouble again. And, Bill, pray do not "Wrn.t are you doing?" demanded Jerry. think of doing anything rashly." "M::-: g sure of keeping my auditor for half ar "Rashly! No, not at all; but am I to be beaten, hour; sit down," for Jerry had ariseh, "and I'll tell despised, imprisoned and spit upon, and not take reyou why I wanted to come ashore. When I got that venge? Never-but," he _ added, "though all on flogging, unjustly as you know, I swore to be re-

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28 THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. venged. In half an hour my vengeance will be com plete." "What do you mean?" interrupted Jerry. "Let me out; I am going back to the ship." "No, _YOU are not." "Yes, I am." "You're not," said Bill, firmly. "I am," was Jerry's decided answer, at the same time drawing his sheath knife. "Bah!" mockingly said Bill, drawing a revolver and pointing it at Jerry's head. "Sit down, don't be a fool; I don't want to hurt you, but I'll shoot you just as sure as you attempt to escape. Now, listen: "While I was confined in prison I matured my plans. You noticed that I remained below deck a good deal,_yes, and you had suspicions of me, I think. Well, all that time I was perfecting my plans . Y 0u know my berth is against the bulkhea d that separates the forecastle ' from 'tween decks. "Well, I stole a circular saw from the carpenter's chest and cut a hole in the partition large enough to crawl through. I made a. pair of hinges for it from an old bootleg, so that any one looking into my berth by accident, could not see any signs of a hole. "Before we left New York I got some strong acid and some files. I used to watch my chance and crawl through into the space 'tween d ec ks. "Once there, I used to slip down back of the magazine. I had to work hard, I tell you, but finally, with the acids and files I cut out a piece of the iron, making a hole large enough to crawl through. "This morning," speaking in a slow, impressive manner, "just before l eav ing, I entered the magazine-applied slow match." "Gracious!" shrieked Jerry, jumping to his feet. "You are an incarnate fiend. Seek not to bar my way; I go to. save the Condor,'' and he started to-ward the door. "Hold!" commandingly said Bill. "Stop; I am not through yet. I fixed the match in a keg of pow der, a11d laid trains to connect with all the others. The match was made to burn half an hour; already twenty minutes have expired. Ten more, and the Condor will be in a thousand fragments." He prayed God that he should not be compelled to. A fiendish, devilish glow lighted up the misguided man's face, as his mind gloated over the complete ness of his revengeful plans. "I must make an effort,'' groaned Jerry. He seized his sheath knife more firm ly in his hand, sprang to his feet and darted toward the door, intending to shatter it by throwing • his weight against it. But Bill interposed. Withl a wild cry, Jerry threw himself on Bill, and sought to wrench the revolver from his grasp. He seemed to be gifted with almost superhuman strength, and battled so fiercely that Bill, finally, in self-defense, was compelled to shoot at him. The bullet whistled harmlessly by; he attempted to wrest the revolver from Bill's grasp, failed, but his eye happened to rest on a window on the opposite side of the room . In an instant he darted toward it; threw himself headlong through the sash, sending the glass into a thousand pieces. ' He alighted on all fours but picked himself up, and lik e a hunted hare ran to where the dingey lay. Into it h . e jumped, pushed her off, sat down, turned her prow toward the Condor, and strained every muscle and fiber in his body in sen ding her flying through the water. When, but a short distance away, Bill rushed down to the pier, saw Jerry, raised his revolver and fired. He fired until but one shot was left, when he turned the revolver toward his breast, and unhindered by the bystanders, sent the bullet to his heart, and sank down-dead. Meanwhile Jerry had gained the deck. They sought to stay him, asked him questions, but unheeding them, he darted to the magazine, knocked down the guard who refused him admittance, opened the door, stepped in in a bound, there arose a flash of flame, but with a cry of horror, he threw himself forward on it, and extinguished it, although he him self was burned. Not long afterwards, he was openly complimented for his brave deed,' by the reception of a commis sion. .. -IJD .. GOLD IN FRUIT JAR. Michael Toszyniak, twenty-eight years old, was found in the railroad yards, Milwaukee, Wis., by an officer. He was charged with trespass ing. Toszyniak. broke away from the officer, and as h e did so the policeman noticed he threw an object to the side of the tracks. When this was recovered it proved to be a fruit jar containing $350 in gold. In the District Court Toszyniak told Judge Page that he had saved the money, and be si des that he had $900 in the b ank. He told the court he did not place the money in the bank because he did not want to take a half day off to do so . Judge Page advised him to take the rest of the day off and see that the money was depo si ted. To s zynak was fined $5 and costs. 750,000 HORSEPOWER w ASTED IN NEW YORK. Electric power suffic ient to t u r n every wheel and illuminate every dwelling and factory in New York State could be developed from the water power which is running to waste every day in the rivers, streams and canals of the State, Attorney General Woodbury declar ed in his annual report submitted to the State Legi s lature. He estimates a daily waste of 750,000 e l ectric horsepower on the Long Sault Rapids and a l ong the line of the barg-e canal. He tirges the Legi slature to establish a policy by which the State will reap some benefit from this stupendous resource, the value of which has been estimated by conservative experts at $250,000,000.

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THE. LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. 29 FACTS WOR-TH READING . CUT OFF SOLDIERS' SWEETS. Eating of cake and candy was forbidden in the barracks of one of the companies of the Reserve Officers' Training Camp, Fort Sheridan, Ill., recently, and it was asserted similar orders shortly would be posted in all of the company barracks. It was asserted that numbers of the men were not h_ardening under the physical drill as rapidly as pos sible because of cookies, candy and soda water con sumed between meals. Unused to the work in the open, others, it was said, had been overeating at meal times. The latter practice, however, is auto matically righting itself. DEER EAT SPRING CROPS. The damage done by deer in a number of parts of Pennsylvania is being brought to the attention of the authorities. Eight were seen in the fields of F. B. Overfield of Middle Smithfield Township lately. Deer are eating the growing grain of the farmers, and at Shawnee-on-Delaware, deer have been eating the spring grains with avidity. '.fhe reason for the boldness of the deer lies in the fact that the forest growth is so slim and unnutritive that the fleet footed game simply is compelled to seek pasturage in the open. It is said that herds that have been causing most damage have crossed from Susquehanna County and some New Jersey sections. NEARLY 800 RATS KILLED. On "rat killing day" at the farm of Lewis A. Tyrell, Bridgeville, Del., all the neighbors and their dogs were invited to attend, and nearly 800 rats were killed. The men removed the floors from all the barns while the boys and dogs did the killing. The rats ran all over the farm and took refuge in fodder and hay stacks, but so determined was the crowd to kill all that even the stacks were torn down o clear out the pests. During the winter, Tyrell estimated, the rats had aten more than 100 bushels of corn, worth now 1.90 a bushel. When they began to attack his flock f 800 chickens he determined it was time to stop he mischief. WHY DOES A GLOW-WORM GLOW? A glow-worm is a kind of beetle which may be ound in the yards and hedges in the summer time. he name applies only to the female of the species hich is wingless and whose body resembles that of caterpillar somewhat and emits a shining green 'ght from the end of the abdomen, says the Book f Wonders. The male of this species has wings but oes not show any light a s does the female and resembles an ordinary beetle. The male flies about in the evening looking for the female and she makes her light glow in order that the male may find her. Glow-worms are found mostly in England. There are, however, some members of the same species of beetle common to the United States. We speak of them as fireflies or lightning bugs. The female of these also is the only one carrying a light, although unlike the glow-worm she has wings and can fly. BARRACKS TO BE BUILT AT WRIGHTSTOWN, N. J. The War Department announced that Wrightstown, N. J., had been chosen as a site for one of the sixteen wooden cantonments to be established to shelter and train the half million men of the na tional army. The War Department has abandoned its plans for establishing thirty-two cantomnents. The original plan was to train sixteen draft divisions in as many cantonments and sixteen National Guard divisions in sixteen other cantonments. It has now been de cided to establish only sixteen cantonments for the trai.ning of the draft army, and to establish sixteen camps for training the guard. The canton ments are to have wooden barracks. The guard camps will consist of tents. Secretary Baker authorized this statement regarding the changed plans: "The original plan was to build thirty-two canton ments, or divisional encampments. The department commanders were directed to appoint boards to study the available places and make recommenda tions which would lead to the selection of thirtytwo such places. "The Quartermaster General's Department, co operating with the Council of National Defense Committee, studied the project and discovered that the cost of building the number of cantonments con templated would be beyond the possibilities of the appropriation that Congress is now considering. It was further discovered that it would be impractica ble to build that number on account of lack of labqr, material, and transportation facilities. The supply of tentage has been increased now to such an extent that it will be possible to have -some of the encamp ments in tents. "The War College recommended that the number be reduced to sixteen; the places, however, have not yet been definitely selected, the Chief of Staff being in communication with the department commanders with a view to making the selections." A canvas shortage was largely responsible for the original plan to house the army in wooden barracks, for army officials have preferred tenting from the staxt. Most of the tents used probably will be placed at Southern camps.

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