Copyright, iSa. ky S. S. McClurs Co. ' ,i
CHAPTER I. '
TOM SCOTT TO THE RESCUE.
"Here' Dyea, and thi is Skaguay.
The White pas starts off here and goes
light plumb over the mountains like
this"
And the speaker made a bold stroke
with a huge piece of chalk with which
he was ornamenting the floor of the vil
lage store in Merrivnle, where every
thing was dispensed from, postage
tamps to- lace curtains.
Clustered about his kneeling figure
were a dozen men of all age whose
yes were eagerly following the rude
nap of Alaska which Hank Merritt was
drawing lor their benefit.
For stories of the wonderful wealth
f this far-off Eldorado had penetrated
Ten this remote place among the hills
of New Hampshire, and the Globe re
ports of the lucky strikes made by Ten-
turesome argonauts had stirred the
blood of every man in the Tillage until
the riches of the Yukon valley bad be
come the all-engrossing topic among
those who met every evening at this
public rendezvous to pass an hour or
two after their day's toil was finished
"This is where you strike the lake,"
lie continued, "an,' then- it's 'bout all
water the rest o' the way, near as I can
make out. Gold is so plenty they dig
it out jest as easy as we spade up worm
to go fishing with. Gee whiz! I'd like
to try it if it warn't so darned far off
an didn t cost so much to git there."
The arrival of the mail interrupted
his artistic efforts, and when the hand
ful of letters had been put away the
postmaster was called upon to read
loud from the papers anything new
regarding the favorite topic.
"The steamer P. W. Weare had eight
miners on board who brought cut a
total of $460,000. Others had $10,000 to
$30,000 apiece, and some refused to give
their figures. The steamer Portland
brought down $1,000,000. One mm got
$218 from a pan of dirt, and twominers
cleaned up $6,000 in a single day's
work.1' '
As the reader paused one mighi have
heard a pin drop, so intense was the si
lence for fully a minute. Then a dozen
. voices broke out in exclamation of
amazement and disbelief and in the
turmoil nothing intelligible could be
distinguished, '- - .
There was one listener, however, who
aid nothing, but after the rest had
calmed down a bit he secured a copy of
the paper and hastened to the farm
where-he was employed with a wild im
pulse surging through his brain. In his
little room under the eave he eagerly
devoured the article he had heard at
the store, and in another column he
found an interview with one of the pio
neers of Dawson City, giving full de
tails as to the proper outfit and its cost.
It was midnight when the stalwart
young farmer sought his couch, and for
the first time in his healthy life sleep
refused to come to him, for he had made
up his mind to leave the village where
the greater part of his youth had been
pent and seek his fortune in this dis
tant land, where a stout heart and
strong hands seemed able to force Na
ture to relax her icy grip on her golden
tores.
Tom- Scott's life had been an unevent
ful one. He was the only son of a sea
caDtain and until the death of his
mother they lived on Cape Cod. Then
an uncle took him on his farm at Mer
rivale and his father continued h's rov
ing life. Afewyearsago, however.Obed
Eider, a native of Merrivale, who had
ailed with Tom's father a mote, re
turned to the village with a story which
made a great sensation at the time. It
was to the effect that Capt. Scott had
deserted his ship at San Francisco and
absconded with a large sum of money
belonging to the owners.
Tom was a lad of 19 at the time, but
few eye-witnesses would ever forget the
scene when he hurled the lie at the
brawny sailor and fought like a young
tiger until overpowered by the brute
strength of his father's defamer, whose
nose wa disfigured for life in the en
counter and who vowed vengeance for
his Injury.
This wa four yesrs ago,' but Tom
Scott still felt the disgrace cast upon
his name. His uncle had now been
dead over three years, and Tom had
saved the wages paid him by the farmer
for whom he hid worked since that
time, until he possessed about $400,
which was deposited. in the village sav
ings bank. This would buy him a min
er's outfit, but how to reach the far
northwest was the problem.
His sleep was troubled that night,
but with the niorning came the de
termination ts start at once for Bos
ton and trust to fortune to join one of
the numerous expeditions organizing
there.
His announcement was received with
amazement, but Tom Scott was a man
of prompt action, and that afternoon
saw him in Boston. He had been in the
city several times before, and had no
difficulty in finding a respectable hotel
where the rate was within his means,
but by the time he had eaten his supper
It was growing dark and a thick snow
storm set in. He determined, boweTer,
to lose no time in his search, and made
bis way to the water front, where he
had no doubt hs could obtain all the
needed information.
Atlantic avenue was practically de
serted when he reached it, and the big
flukes had covered the ground with
white mantle which made his footsteps
inaudible as he walked along, not with
out a slight feeling of uneasiness as he
thought of his little capital strapped
about his waist under his clothes in a
waterproof belt which had been his
first purchase.
As he approached a saloon from
which came a confused murmur of
voices and a sharp clinking of glasses,
two men came out directly in front of
him and turned in the direction in
which he was walking, being only a
few feet in advance. Coming from the
well-lighted saloon as they did into the
thick storm, they failed to notice Tom,
and upon this fact his whole future de
pended, although he was far from sus
pecting such an improbable thing at
the time.
"I tell you he's going on that bark
to San Francisco," said the taller of the
two men, eagerly. "He's bound for the
Klondike, and lie must have a fat roll
with him. I heod him say he would
buy his out-fit out there. We can lay
for him on the dock when he is going
on board."
"It's a risky Job," replied the other,
nervously. ,
"Oh, what's the matter with you!"
was the angry rejoinder.
"Nothing, but we take great risks. I
don't like it."
'There's no risk at all," urged the
other. "All we have to do is just tap
bim-on the head and go through him.
The whole thing won't take a minute,
and we can be at the West end before
he knows what struck him. I'm going
to have his stuff, and if you want to go
back on me, I'll"
The rest of the sentence was Indis
tinguishable. The word Klondike had
naturally attracted Tom's attention,
and he had involuntarily strained to
catch the men's conversation, but he
felt a sudden thrill of horror as he
realized the full import of what he had
just heard.
What could he do? That the men
were planning a robbery, if not a mur
der, was evident. He could not warn
the intended victim, for he had no
means of finding or knowing him, and
to lose sight of the men- to find an
officer was out of the question. Then
the athletic young fellow set his teeth
and shrugged his broad shoulders.
while under his gloves a pair of hard
fists balled up involuntarily.
To some it might have occurred to
pay no attention to tne matter, out
Tom Scott was of different caliber. It
was true that he had seen little of the
great world, but he was brave (o a
fault and nature had added a tall,
well-knit frame to this gift. He de
termined to prevent the villains from
accomplishing their purpose if it lay
in his power, and had no doubt' of his'
ability to do so.
Fearful that the men might turn and
see bim, he slackened his pace and al
lowed them to gain several yards on
bim, keeping close to the buildings
himself and hoping each moment to
see an officer.
But none appeared, and soon the two
thugs turned' into a dark, narrow alley
way, which led to one of the wharves,
and were lost to view.
Tom was in quandary. To venture
into the place nu to invite attack from
the villains, and he decided to wait in
a convenient doorway until the in
tended victim came along or an offi
cer should appear to whom he could
tell his story.
A few yards to the right be found a
sheltered recess in front of a block, and
took up his station, keeping a sharp
lookout in the direction of the saloon,
where he naturally supposed the man
was enjoying himself. A short dis
tance away a street lamp shone dimly
through the falling snow and threw a
broad band of light on the sidewalk,
across which no one could pass without
being seen by him.
It was a situation to try the stoutest
nerves, for Tom was unarmed, and the
man he was trying to save might be
intoxicated, while the two ' robbers
would surely be provided with all the
tools of their trade. A dozen schemes
flashed through his mind as he
crouched in the shadow, only to be dis
carded- as useless. The time dragged
slowly enough, but his resolution did
not falter. '
Suddenly a dark figure came stag
gering across the lighted space and
Tom's heart gave a bound. Was this
his man? .Would he have sense enough
to understand his danger?
No, the drunken sailor lurched heavily
along and turned up a side street
short distance beyond the alleyway,
where the men were hidden.
Another and still another followed at
intervals, but none paused on their way
and Tom began to wonder if his ears
had not played him false. He was be
ginning to waver when a slight crunch
ing noise at his left caused bim to turn
quickly in time to set the form of a
man disappear in the alleyway, having
approached from the opposite direction
while Tom was looking up the avenue.
What was to be done?
He stood for a moment with his heart
beating tumultuously and every nervs
. tingling Then from the dark opening
cam a muffled cry, followed- by an
oath and the sound of a struggle.
Tom cast one quick look about him.
No one was in sight and the next in
stant he had pulled off his gloves and
darted up the passageway at full speed.
The darkness was Intense for a short
distance, but after a few yards he
emerged into a small open space in the
midst of which the three men were
writhing and twisting in desperate
struggles. Tom was unable to distin
guish one from another, but aa he
reached the spot one man tore himself
free and shouted:
"Helpl Police! Stand back or HI
shoot-"
The rest of his threat wai drowned
by a heavy blow from a blackjack,
which knocked the weapon from his
hand.
"Stopl" cried Tom, springing to
ward the assailant,
He was too late, for a second blow
stretched the stranger senseless and
bleedingon the snow, and with an angry
snarl the robber turned just as Tom's
right fist shot out with tremendous
force.
Down went th man like a stricken
ox and Tom grappled with the other
with a shout of triumph. His blood was
up, and, lifting his smaller opponent
bodily from the ground, he shook him
as a mastiff would a terrier,
"Hands off!" panted the helpless
man, fiercely. "Curse you, what are
you trying to do?"
He was not long in doubt, for Tom
hurled him against the side of Si ton
building with such force that h fell Is
an inert heap and lay motionless. .
Tom turned to see what had become
of the taller man, but at that instant be
felt a sharp pain in his side and a strong
hand seized him by the throat and bent
him backwards, while a hoars voice
hissed in his ear;
'Take that for your pains, yon med
dling fool!"
With a desperate effort he twisted
himself free from his assailant, spring
ing aside barely in time to escape an
other lunge of the murderous knife he
had just felt.
Again the fellow lunged viciously at
him, but Tom caught his wrist, and a
desperate struggle ensued. Although
much the stronger man, Tom found it
no easy task to avoid the blade, and the
two swayed back and forth over the
snow, the man trying to free his band
for a decisive stroke, and Tom bending
all his efforts to prevent it. Soon, how
ever, his iron grip began to tell, and he
felt bis enemy s muscles relax. Putting
all his strength into a supreme effort,
he wrenched the knife free, exclaim
ing:
"I ve got you now, you murderer, and
I don't leave you till you are behind the
bars!"
But even in the moment of his victory
he felt a cold ring of steel pressed
against his ear, and these ominous
words sounded behind him:
"Hold up yonr hands, mister, or
you're a dead man! Quick, I say, or Til
shoot!"
It was a moment of fearful peril.
There was murder in the man's tones,
and Tom felt it. He released his grasp
slowly, and the larger man pushed him
suddenly backward, crying:
"Shoot him, you idiot!"
His action saved Tom's life, for the
other man pressed the trigger at the
A strong- sand stint aim by toe throat.
same instant, the bullet passing a foot
In front of the young man's face, and
flattening against the wall at bia side.
Tom still retained the knife, and with
a quick slash he struck the hand which
held the revolver, causing the owner to
drop it, with a yell of pain, and dash off
toward the street at full speed, followed
by his companion, who bad evidently no
desire to face Tom alone
As the men disappeared he turned, to
find the stranger he had rescued groan
ing with pain, and trying to get on his
feet.
Take my arm and see if yon can't
stand," said Tom. "Are you badly
hurt?"
"My right arm is helpless, and my
head goes round like a top," was the
faint reply; "but I m coming round all
right, I guess. I got a nasty clip from
one of them cutthroats. I came to just
as that chap pulled his gun on you, and
I tried to get up, but everything swam
round so I couldn't. You're a plucky
chnm "
"Can you get up7" interrupted Tom,
hastily. "If you can I'll just find that
pistol and we'll get away from this
place. If not, I B leave you the weapon
and go after help. I'm cut in the side,
but I don't know how bsd it is,
A moment's search discovered the
weapon, and after assisting the in
jured man to his feet they were mov
ing slowly up the wharf when a bright
ray of light suddenly penetrated the
darkness snd a tall policeman appeared
before them, throwing the searching
beams of a dark lantern upon them.
"What's going on down there?" he
demanded. "Didn't I hear a shot just
a moment ago?
Tom was about to reply when his
companion exclaimed
"Two men knocked me down and
would have robbed me but tor this man
here, who pitched into them. They
both ran np this way."
"I passed two men," said the officer.
"On was tall and thu othet short. Were
they th ones?"
Upon receiving sr. affirmative reply,
he turned on his heels snd dashed oft
in pursuit of the evildoers, who by this
time had msde good their escape. -
Aa the avenu was reached a herdic
happened along and Tom hailed it at
his companion's suggestion.
Take us to the police station on Bat
tery street," he said to the driver, and
in a few moments they stood before th
official in a well-lighted room telling
their story. A physician was In attend
ance upon a prisoner and be soon made
a rapid examination of their wounds.
"A few strips of plaster will fix your
scalp all right," said he to the elder
man, "and your arm is only numb from
the blow. You'll be all right to-morrow."
Then turning to Tom, he added:
"You have had a very narrow escape
from death, young man. That knife
was meant for your heart. As it is, it
glanced on a rib and there Is no damage
done. It is only a slight flesh wound,
which will give you no trouble what
ever." TO aa CONTIHTJID.l
STORY OP A FRAK&
TwtitT Incident ToU of Baron Roths
child of Pari Charltf
Rewarded.
On of th closest friends of Baron
Bothschild of Paris was Carolus Du
ran, the artist. During the entire course
of a certain large dinner party the great
financier noted that the painter kept
looking at bim with a most intent and
peculiar expression. After the coffee
and cigars the baron drew ms inena
aside and said: "My dear fellow, pray
tell me why yon have stared at me so
peculiarly this evening?"
Ill tell you with pleasure," an
swered Duron; "I am painting a beggar
for the salon, and have looked all over
Paris for a suitable bead to draw from.
I've finally found it. Yours 1b the ideal."
Bothschild laughed heartly and
promised to sit for his friend in suit
able attire on the following day.
During the progress of the sitting a
young artist, one of Duran's pupils,
came into the room. Naturally he had
not been in a position to meet people
of Baron Bothschild s importance, and
so did not know him; but the beggar's
miserable rags, wan face and wistful
expression appealed deeply to the
young man' sympathies. Waiting un
til his master was busy mixing colors,
the pupil took a frano from his vest
pocket and held it out behind his back
to the model, who seized it with
feigned avidity.
When the sitting wa over Boths
child made inquiries of Duran concern
ing the philanthropist, and was in
formed that he was a student of great
promise and attainments, but among
the poorest of the Inhabitants of the
Latin quarter.
Some six months after this occurrence
the young man received a note which
ran about as follows:
"Dear 8ir: The frano that you rave
in charity to a beggar in the studio of
Mr. Duran has been invested by us, and
we take pleasure in forwarding to you
our check for 2,000 francs, the principal
and increment of the same. Yours, etc.,
Bothschild & Cle." Harper's Bound
Table.
Hint far Marrlaa-eabl Girls.
Do not "choose an opposite." You will
be opposite enough in time.
Either put down your foot on his
cigar before marriage or make up your
mind to keep quiet about it afterward.
Learn to cook and sew, and above
all things, to learn to look sweet and
keep still when you feel mad enough
to take the roof on.
See and hear all the plays, operas and
concerts yon can during the engage
ment; bad weather is apt to interfere
after marriage.
Take your mother's advice on the
question of a husband, provided she
took her mother's.
Don't ask your brother about the per
sonal habits of suitor; he can't tell
yon enough to matter without giving
himself sway, and he won't do that.
Dor not be offended when his sister
wonders what any woman of taste can
see in him to admire. Just remember
how much yon know of your own broth
er's shortcomings. Chicago Tribune.
The Chares Bella 1st a Tree.
Bather more than 20 years ago the
church in Therfield, Herts, waa re
built; altogether including the re
building of the chancel, for which the
rector was responsible, a sum of $27,433
was spent on the work. There were
not, however, sufficient funds to com
plete the rebuilding, and the upper
portion of the tower and the porch re
main unfinished to the present time,
about $5,000 being required for com
pletion. As there was no belfry in
which to place the bells, one was hung
on the branch of s large walnut tree
in the rectory, close, adjoining the
churhcyard. There it does its duty,
calling the people of Therfield to
church, and patiently waiting for the
time when, through the liberality of
friends, it may be removed to a belfry
where it will join with five old com
panions (now stored away in the
church) in merry peal on their restor
ation to their proper home. London
Sketch.
War Be Didst Desert.
The inquisitorial magisterial inquft
ies have elicited some humorous an
swers. An old sailor of 75, who re
minded the magistrate that he had
helped to work the ship that took Sir
George Gray and Bishop Sel wyn to Eng
land, was asked had he ever been in
prison. "Not to my knowledge," was
the reply of the ancient mariner. The
court smiled again when, in answer to
the query whether he had ever deserted
his wife, th ancient mariner indig
nantly retorted: "I never had ao occa
sion to." "Some do it without any oc
casion," dryly observed the magistrate.
London Chronic!.
THE ICE MACHINE'S PART.
At Last There Ha Boen a, New area-
tar Iatrodneea lata Uaele
, Tom' Cabin.
There a new wrinkle In "Uncle Tom's
Cabin" theatrical companies. One of them,
which is ransacking tin state of New Jer
sey for sudiences, his bit upon the device of
buying s refrigerating machine and using
real blocks of ice in the scene in which Eliza,
pursued by s pack of barking mongrels,
croups the river carrying in her arms s
stuffed doll.
The icemaklng machine has proved sn
normoui success. At the Itidgewood opera
house, where the ice machine piayea a tew
eveninn a no. a frantic crowd founlit its war
through the doors. At the first perform
ances the ice machine waa kept in the back
ground. Several cakes were manufactured
before the performance and placed on the
green Dais river, iney were careiuuy sand
ed on the surface, so that when Eliza made
her grand dash for liberty she would not
turn undignified somersaults. The ice ma
chine, however, had been so largely adver
tised that yokels wanted to see it. They
sat in their places alter tne curtain de
scended upon the solemn death of Littla
Eva and howled for the ice machine to come
jut and show itself. The stage manager
snd s couple of deck hands had to carry it
down to the footlights. Then they turned
th handle and, amid uproarous applause,
the machine produced a cake of real ice.
Since then s part has been written in the
play for the ice machine. When the river
scene opens a couple of southern speculators
sre discovered experimenting with th
machine. They produce their ice, and not
having any immediate use for it turn it into
the river, and it sits upon the river surface
it proper intervals to accommodate Eliza's
footsteps. A colored man comes out and
iprinkles sand over the ice in full view of
th audience. Chicago Chronicle.
DRAMATIC CRITICISM.
"East Lyaae" as Reviewed br
Wild and Woolly Topeka
Reporter.
The reports from those who attended th
production of "East Lynne" in all its gor
geous misconception the other night unite
in pronouncing it a little the worst show
that has ever cracked 14 square yards of
plastering off the ceiling of the opera house
in this :ity. Lady Isabel was about as be
witching as a sun-kissed maiden of Sene
gambia, nd s man who would fall in love
with ner would tall into a coai pit inruujii
a two-inch guard rail. When she returned
from the mountains of Germany as JIiss
Vane to play the nursery maid to her son
she looked as though she had played hookey
from s smallpox graveyard. The special
scenery where she met Sir Francis Levison
and made a post mortem contract to run
away with him looked like a cross between
the malaria-smeared hills of Arkansas and a
diseased vermiform appendix.
Mr. Carlyle had a voice which had to be
raised with a derrick in order for the people
in the back part of the audience to hear it,
and then when it was at its highest pitch the
tsckle would break or some one would knock
the blocking from under it and it would fall
like the price of steers during a democratic
administration. Barbara Hare looked as
though she had been left over from a bargain
sale and didn't care much whether her insur
ance ran out or not. Aunt Cornelia had s
voice that sounded like a cross between sn
army mule with a ringworm and a cross-cut
saw, and was built a good deal like sn Okla
homa cyclone on stilts. The only good thing
about the entire show that a good deal of
it wa left out and it could have been im
proved upon by taking s meat ax and cut
ting out the rest of it and turning the actors
into the cornfields and kitchens where they
belong. Topeka Journal.
The Life saver at Children.
is Hoxsie's Croup Cure. It Is the only safe
and sure cure for croup and pneumonia. No
opium to stupefy. No ipecac to nauseate. SO
cents. A. P. Hoisie. Buffalo, N. Y.
He who builds according to every man's
advice will have s queer structure. Chicago
Daily News.
Ta Car a la la Oaa Xtay
fake Laxative Bromo Quinine Tablets. AH
druggists refund money If is falls to cure. 25c.
Some people say a great deal, but talk
very little.--Chicago Daily News,
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"A Most Extraordinary- Ciab.
Mrs. Ads Brown Talbot, of New York, ed
itor of the Clubwoman, says that the most
extraordinary club she ever ran across is
conducted by a demure and dignified littl
women of seven, the daughter of a club
president. Th editor called one day, and
waa received by her littl friend with opes
arms. ,
"At last I've got a chair," she aid. :
"I am very glad," my dear,'' said the ed
itor. "I hope it is comfortable and pretty."
"Oh, it is not for me; it is for my club.
"I didn't know you had a club."
"Of course I have just like mamma. My
dolly is president, and I got the chair for
her. You see," she explained, in a whis
per, "there's only dollies in it, and the dolly
that makes the most noise is president,
just like mamma's club. Thst's my dolly.
She talks when you push her bsck. I
broked the spring," and now she talks till
he is runned down. So she's president.
Don't yon think that's nice?"
And Mrs. Talbot said she did. Philadel
phia Saturday Evening Post.
Pelaea is Wheel
Is a somewhat hackneyed term as applied to
railroad trains, but it accurately describes
the Alton Limited, the newly equipped day
trains of the Chicago A Alton K. 11. Co. '
which were placed in daily service between
Chicago and St. Louis, November 16. 1809.
The equipment consists of standard Chicago
i Alton passenger locomotive; United
States postal car, sixty-six feet in length;
combination passenger snd baggage car,
combination parlor chair car and coach. Chi
cago A Alton parlor chair car; cafe and buf
fet smoking car and Pullman parlor observa
tion car, each of which is seventy-two feet
six inches in length. The framing of all
these cars is Pullman standard with Empire
decks, wide vestibules, standard ateel plat
forms snd anti-telescoping device. All of
the cars are lighted with electric lights ex
cept the mail car and combination passenger
coach and baggage car, which are lighted
with Pintsch gas.' The windows throughout
the entire train sre of uniform width, th
Gothic lights above being of the new Pull
man standard. The ornamentation is of spe
cial design, the color scheme being maroon.
Great care has been used in the selection of
filushes and woods for the interior, and th
amps, metal furnishings, etc., sre of special
design. It is claimed that there has never
been built in America s train which has re
ceived a much attention as to constructive
details ss has The Alton Limited. An ex
amination of this superb train certainly
bears out this claim.
"Oh, yes, he hates all women." "I won
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Indianapolis Journal.
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The great trouble seems to be that bad
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With its unsurpassed climate and its unde
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For real genuine sarcastic comment, yos
an referred to the tombstones in the com
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