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CHAPTER ll.— Continued, And now the roar of the storm could be heard as the line of foam swept on over the darkened sea with frightful velocity. Louder and louder came the r.oise, and the surface of the water be hind the advancing line was like a vast sheet of snow flattened down by the force of the wind. Nearer and nearer came the ghastly line, while every man stood at his post in silence. Suddenly the captain roared: “Hard up your wheel! Hard up!” The two men who grasped the spokes had barely time to obey the order when, with shriek of wind and a rush of boil ing water, the white line struck the oark and pressed her over until the yards touched the surface to leeward. The storm staysail and maintopsail were rent to ribbons, but the head sail held, and, as the stanch bark slowly righted, this caused her to pay slowly cff, and she gathered headway at the same time. Slowly at first and then with increasing speed she bounded along before the hurricane. And now the sea began to rise in all its majesty. The masses of water swept in wild waves before the hur ricane, their crests blowing off into <r spray as they met the full force of the wind. After several efforts the crew succeeded in loosing a few inches of the foretopsail, and for awhile this held nobly. Then came a stronger puff than usual, and the sail was torn bod ily from the bolt-ropes, disappearing in the gloom like some huge white bird. There was nothing to be done but run before the gale, and, after send ing the mate and half the crew below, the captain advised Tom and Avery to retire, which they did, somewhat re • assured by the collected bearing of the skipper, who seemed to take it all as a matter of course, especially as the wind was sending his vessel just where he wished to go. In this manner three days and nights passed, until it seemed to Tom that the world was made up of wind, waves and darkness. On the fourth morning the wind be gan to abate and the sun appeared, en abling the captain to ascertain his po sition. He found that the Seabird had made 11 knots an hour during the en tire period since the storm struck her, which caused his satisfaction to show itself in his round face unmistakably. Sail was now made, and ten days later the Seabird was sailing proudly on the bos . i of the Pacific, having rounded Cape Horn with the “greatest slant of wind” the old skipper had ever experi enced. The vessel’s head was pointed to the north, and Tom began to com ute the days before they could hope o reach. San Francisco. CHAPTER 111. “I GIVE MT SHARE TO YOU.” Good luck and fair winds followed cir adventurers until they reached the s nry Gulf of California, where an ac cident occurred which greatly affected Tom’s future plans. It was an hour before sunset and the two passengers were leaning over the stern watching the water fly swiftly under the counter, when a loud shout from aloft attracted their attention. Looking quickly up they had barely time to spring aside when a heavy block struck the deck beside them with ter rific force. A rope attached to it hit Tom’s companion across the chest, sending him backwards. Ilis heels met the wheel ropes and the next instant he struck the water astern and disap peared from Tom’s sight. It had all happened so quickly that he hardly realized what had occurred until the sailor aloft shouted: “Man overboard! Man overboard!” With the promptitude of a sailor the man at the wheel sprang to the rail and cut adrift the life preserver, which was always ready for use. and at the same time the captain rushed on deck and ordered the ship hove to. Then Tom tore off his coat and shoes and leaped over the rail before the cap tain could detain him. Like most Cape Cod boys, he had learned to swim at an early age, and a pond in Merrivale had enabled him to indulge'in the exercise in late years, so that when he came to the surface he felt no anxiety for himself, although the vessel was some distance away. lie struck out with all his might in the direction of the vessel’s wake, and soon caught a glimpse of a white face ahead rising and falling on the waves. “Keep up till I reach 3011!’’ he shout ed to encourage Avery, who was fully 50 yards away. There was no reply, and when Tom was within a dozen strokes of his friend the latter suddenly threw up his arms and began to sink. Tom reached the spot just in time to grasp his hair and drag him to the sur face, where he lay utterly unconscious aud unable to assist himself. Tom sup ported him as best he could, but his clothes soon began to drag him down, and his limbs felt like lead. lie was nearly spent when something white swept before his eyes on the top of a sea, and he saw that it was the life buoy. With a last effort he struck out and succeeded in grasping it. In the meantime the Seabird had been broughbto the wind and a boat lowered with all possible speed, but it is a slow operation at best, and the craft was a half mile distant before the boat struck the water with Capt. Collin in her stern. Although the buoy supported Tom easily, he found it no easy task to keep the unconscious man’s head above the surface, and when the boat reached them he was pulled from th; water in a state of utter exhaustion. Avery showed no signs of life, and when the vessel was reached he was taken to his berth, where the old cap tain gradually resuscitated him, Tom having changed bis clothes in the mean time and regained the use of his limbs. Wben he reached the stateroom he was shocked at his friend's face. There a look there which comes but once to humanity, and which froze the words on his tongue. “Scott, sit down,” said the old miner. "I can see by jour face what you read in mine. I have no time to waste. I’m a dying man, Scott. Something has given out inside and my time is up. Don’t interrupt me, please. I must tell j'ou something while I have time.” He paused an instant to press his hand to his side, saying: “When that hit me something snapped in here. I think a rib is sticking into my lungs. Take off my belt, Scott. Hurry up! Don’t stop to ask questions now!” Tom obeyed, and with trembling fingers the dying man drew forth a folded bit of paper, whispering: “It’s yours, and it meaus a fortune to you! Get me a pen and paper and then write what I tell you!” His request was soon complied with, and with a faint voice he dictated: “I, John Avery, being about to die, give my share in the gold mine discov ered by my partner, Dick Reed, to the bearer, Thomas Scott, who has risked his life for mine twice.” When this unique will was on paper he added: “Give me the pen. There needn’t be any witnesses. Dick Reed knows my fist, and he’s as square as a die. This paper is a map to tell me how to reach the mine. It’s a secret trail leads to it, and only three men know of it. You will be rich if jou live to reach it. Trust no one, but go by yourself. Take the money in my belt, too, and use it as you please. You may find my brother Bill at the mine. He was sent for, too. You’ll get my share —” A violent fit of coughing interrupted him, and before it ended the handker chief he pressed to his lips was stained with his life blood. Tom hastily summoned the captain, but the old miner sank into an uncon scious state, and before morning Tom was the only living occupant of the lit tle stateroom. But behind the thin partition which separated it from the mate’s room sat that worthy himself with a look of tri umph on his evil face. “There were no witnesses, and what is to prevent my being Mr. Tom Scott and becoming a mine owner,” he mut tered to himself. “I must have that pa per if I have to kill him to get it!” On the following day the remains of the old miner were consigned to the deep, and as Tom saw the weighted canvas disappear beneath the blue wa ters, his grief outweighed every other sentiment and drove all thoughts of his inheritance from his head. He had grown to love the rugged old man like a brother, and it was the first time he had been brought face to face with death. That night as he was about to retire, he remembered the slip of paper given — ~ * “I must tell you something while I have time. ’ ’ him by his dying friend, and which he had not jet examined. He had placed it in the belt and tossed the latter into his chest at the time, and a huge lump swelled in his throat now as he lifted the lid and drew it forth. Carefullj* arranged in the various compartments were bills to the amount of $5,000, and these he transferred to liis own belt at once. The paper was evidently torn from a blank book, and contained these lines in a bold hand: “Old Partner: If you haven’t forgotten the old days and the bargain we made, ccme out and share my find with me. I have struck it rich. I have written to Bill. I have a new’ chum with me, too. Come to Dyea and take the old Dalton trail. No one uses it now. It goes just west of Arkell lake and runs straight for Fort Selkirk. It’s almost dead north by the compass. About 50 miles before it reaches the fort it splits off to the left. A big white cliff faces the trail. You can’t mistake it. The main trail keeps on to the right. Take the other. It only goes about 30 miles and leaves you at the cn tiance of a big gorge. Camp there and make a big smoke. If you have to bring anyone to help, be sure of your man. Wc have grub enough to last till spring, and then my partner, Joe Tarbox, is coming to Dyea for supplies. He’ll get there In April or May, I expect. There is gold here by the ton if we only had water to wash it out I am sending this from the fort by an In dian packer. Came here after candles and flour. Your old friend, “DICK TAYLOR.” Tom's heart was beating like a trip hammer as he finished the letter, for lie now realized that the old miner’s words were not of light import. The note bore the imprint of truth in everj’ line, and for awhile he could scarcely realize what he had read. He had uo suspicion that the mate was at that moment gluing his eje to a crack in the bulkhead and vainly try ing to get a glimpse of the paper of which he had heard the dying man speak the night before. In his villain ous heart, he had sworn that Tom Scott should never grasp the golden treasure, but hotv to prevent him was the ques tion. Clearlj- he must obtain possession of the precious paper, but how was this to be done? His peephole was too small to enable him to tell where Tom kept it, but as he heard the lid of the chest closed he drew a long breath and muttered: “It's in his donkey! I’ll find away to have a peep inside of it before w e get to ’Frisco. It would never do to trouble it now. He’d suspect me the first thing of he missed it. I must rig some kind of a derrick on him, that’s sure!” For the next few dajs he cudgeled his brains for some safe means of at taining his ends, but without success. Then chance did what he had failed to do. “Land ho!” was the welcome cry from aloft one morning just after sun rise, while the captain and second mate were asleep, the mate was stumping the deck and Tom, who had turned out earlier than usual, was standing on the topgallant forecastle watching a school of fish plaj' about the bows. He ran up the forerigging at once to catch a glimpse of the welcome sight. “Now’s my time,” said the mate, un der his breath, as Tom went over the foretop and began to swarm up the topmast rigging. “He’ll go clean up to the man on the ’gallant yard before he sees it,” The next moment he had stolen sott ly down the cabin stairs, entered Tom’s room and tried the lid of the chest. To his surprise it was not locked, and there on top, half hidden bj r the sleeve ' of an old coat, lay John Avery’s belt be fore him. His fingers trembled as with feverish haste he pulled it open, and then a furious oath came through his bristling beard. | The belt was empty! | A rapid search convinced him that | the object he sought was not in the } chest, and hastily rearranging the arti- , cles as he had found them he closed , the lid and stepped out of the room to , meet Capt, Coffin face to face in the j narrow passage. , “What are j’ou doing in there?” de manded the latter. j “We’re going to wash decks and the j porthole was open,” he stammered. “I just stepped down to close it.” Whatever comment the old skipper was about to make was interrupted bj r the man aloft, who again gave that long j drawn out, indescribable cry, so dear to the sailor’s heart: “Land ho!” . The captain forgot everything else instantly and sprang on deck at once, exclaiming: “It’s the Golden Gate or I’m a lub ber! I’ve made a record passage this time for the old bark! We’re only 98 daj-s from Boston and we’ll keep it down to two figures if the wind holds and have a day to spare! Slap the canvas on her, Mr. Rider! There’s let ters and fresh grub waiting for us over the starboard bow! Sweat her for all she’s worth!” His orders were promptly obej’ed, and as Tom reached the deck and came aft the captain added: “We’ll soon be ashore, Mr. Scott. If mj' reckoning's right, that is the en trance to ’Frisco harbor and we ought to be tied up alongside the dock to night. You've never been there, have you?” Tom replied in the negative and the captain continued: “Well, see here. I don’t know how j’ou’re fixed, but I always live aboard when I’m in port. It’s cheaper and I keep a good cook by her. If jou like j’ou can stay with me and it won’t cost you a red. I’ve made a rattling trip and j ou are welcome.” “Thank you,” said Tom. “I’ll do so until I start north. I shall be glad to have a familiar face with me. This is my first trip, you know.” “He’s going to live aboard,” chuckled Obed Rider, who was standing close by, “and it’ll be queer if he doesn’t run into trouble coming down through Tar flat some dark night. Things are coming my way all right. The fool must carry that paper somewhere about him and I can easily find some one to help me in the job.” Without the slightest suspicion of what was passing in the mate’s mind Tom watched him bustling about the deck and congratulated himself that in a short time he would see the last of the red-faced sailor who had brought the only taint of disgrace intc’his life. Earlj’ that evening the Seabird was anchored in the magnificent harbor of San Francisco, aud the long vojrnge was over. CHAPTER IV. WAYLAID AND ROBBED. When Tom Scott went ashore in ’Frisco he found the city was Klon dike mad. On every hand were huge posters calling attention to the su perior merits of some particular route to the fields of gold, and men of all walks in life were straining everj- nerve to be among the first to reach the Yu kon with the advent of spring. Several steamers were loading at the piers, but every inch of space on board had been engaged months ahead. After consult ing with Cayit. Coffin he determined to go bj* rail to Seattle and trust to luck to secure a passage from that port. lie made no mention of the singular secret bestowed upon him bj- the old miner, but frankly told the captain of the ruonej" he had received from the same source, and the latter promptly gave him some good advice. “Better not be drifting round ’Fris co with all that stuff in your pocket,” he said. “I’ve got a good little safe here and you’re welcome to use it. There’s some desperate characters on the water front here, and. plentj- of ’em would kill a man ten times over for half your pile. They’ve all got the gold fever now. Mj- second male is going to leave me. He’s got it, too. Hope the mate doesn't follow suit.” Tom was wise enough to listen to the warning and* left the larger part of his money in the safe,'but he kept the two precious papers in liis monej- belt, a proceeding which he was to regret verj soon. lie found there was a special excur sion advertised, to leave the following morning, and was just in time to secure a ticket. After taking in the sights of the city during the afternoon lie pro cured his supper in a restaurant and de cided to spend the evening at a theater, for it must be remembered that he was countrj- reared and with few rare ex ceptions, when he had visited Boston, a theater had- been bej'oud. his reach. He thoroughly enjoyed the perform ance and started down toward the wa ter front when it was finished without a thought of anj r danger as he strode rapidly along the well-lighted thor oughfares. While he is thus engaged let us take a look at Obed Rider, the vil lainous mate of the Seabird,, and see how his schemes are progressing. While Tom was watching the foot light favorites Obed Rider was sitting in a little drinking saloon near the wharf where the Seabird had been docked. Before him was a bottle of liquor and a glance at his face was suffi cient to show that he had been indulg ing deeplj'. Ilis small, bloodshot ej-es were fixed upon vacancj-, and he was apparently meditating deeplj'. “He’ll be off to-morrow,” he mut tered, savagelj', “and then my chance is gone. I must have those papers and money enough to get an outfit. I das sent get anyone to lend me a hand, for then the cat would be out of the bag. If I had that paper the old man give him what’s to hinder my going andi claim ing to be Mr. Scott ? There’s a fortune in it. but it’s ugly business.” Filling his glass again he drained at a gulp as if trying to screw up Lir ’ courage to the necessary point for some ' iesolve. Then he looked at his watch and said: * “Ten o’clock. No time to lose. First to see if he is on board yet.” [7O PS CONTINUED.] THE REPORT OF A MAN OF EXPERIENCE. (Vhat He Found in Western Canada to Induce Him to Settle. Sault Ste. Marie, Mich., Feb. 20, 1900. To whom it may concern, especially to those who are desirous of obtaining health and wealth for themselves and families, I wish to state a few facts in regard to the Canadian Northwest, where I went, leaving Sault Ste. Marie on May 2nd, 1899, for the purpose of seeking a better home for my family in the future. I got a special rate tick et for Ft. McLeod, Alberta. Through Manitoba and part of Assiniboia the farmers were busy emploj’ed plough ing . and seeding. I found the farmers very kind and friendlj', willing to talk and assist in giv ing me the particulars of the country. At McLeod I spent a few days look ing over some ranchers’ stock, which I was surprised to see looking so well; they were in better condition than any stock I ever saw in Michigan, even those that had been stabled, and most of these had never seen the inside of a shed or received anj' feed from the hands of man. But as I was looking for mixed farm land I found McLeod no place for me, it is onlj' fit for ranching purposes. Retracinginy way back to Winnipeg, I stopped off at Lethbridge where I found, some of the greatest horse ranches I ever had the pleasure of look ing at; it is a fine level country and lots of water and good grazing. At Medicine Hat, which is located in aval ley, there were lots of sheep, cattle and horses in the surrounding countrj- and all looking well. On July 14th I went on to Regina; there I began to see mixed farming lands in abunuance and the crops look ing remarkably well, and as long as daylight lasted I saw the same all along the line, and on the 15th of Julj' I ar rived in Winnipeg, just in time for the Exhibition; there I met with one of the most beautiful pictures of the world’s records, for as soon as I en tered the grounds my eyes met with all kinds of machinery, all in motion, and the cattle, grain and produce of the country was far bej'ond my ex pectation, in fact it was beyond anj' industrial exhibition or agricultural fair I ever visited, and I have seen a good many. From Regina to Prince Albert, a dis tance of 250 miles, it is all good for mixed farming, and well settled, with some thriving little towns. In some places the grain, just coming into head, would take a man to the waist, and, the wild fruit along the line was good, rich and in great quantities; from Saska toon on the south branch of the Saskatchewan river to Prince Albert on the north branch of the same river, is one of the best farming districts without any doubt that ever laid face to the sun, and everything to be found there that is necessary to make life comfortable; all that is required is la bor. There is lots of wood, good wa ter and- abundant hay land, and the climate is excellent. Prince Aibert is a .flourishing little place, situated on the north Saskat chewan river, having a population of about 1,800, Vith good streets and side walks and churches of nearly every denomination, three schoolhouses and another oue to be built at once; also a Brewery and Creamerj-. Here I stayed for about four months, working at my trade of brick-laying, and met with farmers and ranchers with whom I made it mj' special business to talk in regard to the prospects. I also visited several farmers for some distance out in the country while crops were in full bloom and I maj' saj' that I never saw better crops in all my travels than I saw along the vallej' towards Stoney Creek aud Carrot River. In the market garden there is grown currants, both red and black, and as fine a sample of roots and vegetables as ever went on a market. The soil in and* around this district cannot be beaten for anything you may wish to grow, and besides the season is long, giving time for everything to mature. The cattle were looking as good as I saw anj'iwhere, good pasture and hay land, and plenty of water wherever go. The coun try is dotted all around like islands with timber fit for fuel and building purposes and within a daj - ’s walk of lumbering-woods, where lumbering and tie-making is carried on, in winter. Both large and. small game is plentiful. There are two good sawmills in this district, with a good supply of all grades of lumber all the year round and also two good brickyards with an excellent quality of brick. 'lhereisno scarcity of building material and at a reasonable price. Clothing and living are no higher than I find in Michigan, and furthermore I wish to saj' that there is a great demand for laboring men all the j’ear round and good wages ranging from $1.75 to $2.00 per clay, and from $25.00 to $35.00 per month with board. I wish to say that I am perfectly sat isfied with the country and I intend to return to Prince Albert early in the spring of 1900. Anj' reasonable man can go there and in from five to ten years make a good and comfortable home for himself and familj', and if anv person into whose hand this letter should fall, desires more information, please write to me and I will freely give them mj' best opinion. lam writ ing this for the benefit of those who may want to make a better home for themselves and families or friends. Trusting that this statement may be useful to j'ou in the publication of j our next pamphlet and be the means of guiding at least some of those who are in search of a home, I remain, Your humble servant. (Signed) WILLIAM PAT NE. The above letter was written to Mr. J. Grieve, Canadian Government Agent at Saginaw, Michigan. Information as to lands., etc., can be had from F. Pi ID LEY, Superintendent of Immigration, Ottawa, Canada, or J. S. CRAWFORD, 214 West Ninth St., Kansas City, Mo.; VY. V. BENNETT, 801 New York Life Bldg., Omaha, Neb. 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Don t send one cent of raoney, }■4-T'SI but write your name plainly anti in full, name of postoMce and nearest_rallroad station, (’ isl and we will send thisdroohoad 5-drawerCabinetßlueltibbon SewingMacbine to your raiN i la. ~-Ttfeffiaslj road station. Hunting all Freight charges onrselvess gothere»nde«unlnolt,call k in any expert to examirtC it, compare it with machined tha- othei s se.l at S4O to -.50, and fjjjifTX if every one pronounces it in every ray the equal of such machines, the most wonderful N Ml AA BIS j bargain you ever heard of. pay freight agent our special introductory price, 5 | 6.27. it CM "nk’/ r it is not perfectly satisfactory in every way, you will be under no obligations to take it. J ILiK <*c c A £i(3.27. freight, and cor.ection charges paid by us toany town east of Rocky for fe*ui No.*?2 machine in our new Grand Five Drawer Drop Head Cabinet it O attempts at Sewing Machine values. Guaranteed 20 \>ars. , T. M. ROBERTS’SUPPLY HOUSE, Minneapolis, Minn. FARMERS!!.!!# antee it to give the same satisfaction \« / that a #IOO Separator will. Write for LSr\ particulars. Will pay you the Y. Highest Market Price in Cash for Butter and Remit Promptly. Will furnish you nice vessels free to ship ifk Reference: National Bank of Commerce. Enclose stamp for reply. Address O. F. CHANDLER & CO., 1428 Walnut St., Kansas City, Mo. Use Certain Corn Cure. Price, lsc. READERS OF THIS PAPER DESIRING TO BUY ANYTHING ADVERTISED ITS COLUMNS SHOULD INSIST UPON HAVING WHAT THEY ASK FOR, REFUSING Al.r. SUBSTITUTES OR IMITATIONS. aTN. K.-D 1819 WHEN WRITING TO ADVERTISER* please elute that yeu eutr the AUvertluo* ■tent la thlu paper.