CHAPTER XI.

  TOO LATE.

  Old King Brady had two good reasons for keeping his mouth shut about theChinaman whom he hoped might furnish him information about Gong Schow.

  In the first place this man, who went by the name of Ed. Woo, had oncesaved his life during a mix-up in a Dupont street opium joint, a servicewhich the old detective was not the kind to forget, and in the nextplace the man had long since given up his crooked ways and now held aposition in a certain prominent bank on Montgomery street where he hadcharge of all Chinese business, commanded a good salary and was highlyrespected.

  Old King Brady was not the man to throw a stone in the way of such acharacter, for which who can blame him?

  Business of importance prevented the old detective from calling at onceon Ed Woo, but during the morning he went to the bank and calling himout into the hall briefly explained the situation in part.

  He told him about the princess, but made no mention of thesupposed-to-be-hidden money.

  "I have every reason to believe that Gong Schow before his death hidpapers of importance in the little shack where he used to carry onbusiness near the North Beach," he said. "This man Ah Lung is mostanxious to recover those papers as well as the princess. I have beenthere, but everything seems to be in ruins. I can't even locate the spotwhere the shack stood. I am afraid the case is hopeless, but I thoughtthat perhaps you could help me out, Woo."

  "I will if I can, you may be sure," replied the Chinese bank clerks,"but I must say, Mr. Brady, you are rather indefinite."

  "I know it," answered the old detective, "but to tell the truth, I haveto be. The affair concerns only Ah Lung."

  "And you are the best man in the world for keeping others people'ssecrets. But I did not refer to that. Which Gong Schow do you mean?"

  "What! Was there more than one of that name in Chinatown?"

  "There were four."

  "Bless me! That certainly complicates matters. But surely there was onlyone who ran a business at the North Beach and engaged in hop smugglingon the side."

  "There again you are wrong. There were two; what is more, there wasanother place called North Beach in those days."

  The Chinaman named the location. It was over the Bay above Saucelito.

  There, Ed Woo explained, a certain cove was once called North Beach andenjoyed a short-lived popularity as a Sunday bathing resort, but had nowbeen entirely abandoned for several years.

  "And was there a Gong Schow in business over there?" asked the olddetective.

  "There was," replied Ed Woo, "there was one out there and one at the oldNorth Beach in San Francisco. Both took a hand at hop smuggling. I knewthem both, so you see, Mr. Brady, it is important that I should knowwhich one you mean."

  "Well, under the circumstances I should say so," exclaimed the olddetective. "The man I refer to died shortly after the fire."

  "Then he was the Gong Schow over the bay," was the reply. "The other oneso far as I know is living still."

  Here was information of real value.

  Hurrying back to the hotel Old King Brady found Harry had just come in.

  "Have you accomplished anything?" he asked.

  "Nothing, I may say," replied Harry, "except that by mere accident Ilearned that Dr. Garshaski took the princess to the North Beach lastnight and made a hunt for Gong Schow's house, but failed to find it."

  "Which North Beach?"

  "What? Are there two?"

  "Sure."

  "You don't mean it. Do you know that is just what I was wondering. Youcertainly know San Francisco better than I do, Governor."

  Old King Brady smiled.

  "Oh, I can't lay claim to have been in possession of the knowledge forany length of time," he said, and went on to explain.

  "Singular that I should have been seized with the same idea," remarkedHarry. "Alice, how does it strike you? Can this and not the regulationNorth Beach be the place?"

  "Easily," replied Alice. "Skeep Hup knows nothing of San Francisco,remember. When she said North Beach, she was only repeating what she hadread in her grandfather's letter. She told me that the letter statedthat the house was a little frame affair standing back under the bluff,and that it had a green door; that there were other houses near it andthat all had been abandoned."

  "Hello!" exclaimed Harry. "You did not mention the green door before."

  "Didn't I? Then it must have slipped my mind. But when one comes tothink of it, no Chinaman in his senses would ever think of hiding moneyanywhere around North Beach, San Francisco."

  "Dr. Garshaski seems to have been as badly deceived as ourselves,"observed Harry.

  "Yes, but he may have become undeceived by this time," replied Old KingBrady. "We want to get across the bay at once and do our investigatingthere."

  They lost no time in putting this plan into effect, starting for thefoot of Clay street where, as Old King Brady knew, there was a man whohad naphtha launches to rent.

  As they were about to enter the little office of this individual whoshould they run into but Detective Leggett.

  "Volckman has given us the slip," said Leggett. "I am going across thebay after him."

  "You started to arrest him?"

  "I didn't; Narraway sent a man to do it; some one must have tippedVolckman off, for he didn't come to business this morning nor send anyword. I happened to be at the office when the man came in with thisreport; Narraway told me to go to Volckman's house and see if I couldnail him there."

  "And you failed?"

  "Failed because he wasn't there. Wasn't any one there? The house wasshut up. I managed to get in all the same. Found most everything packedup. I prowled about and came across some letters in an old desk whichare mighty interesting. Want to see them?"

  "What are they about?"

  "Opium smuggling. Five names are mentioned. The gang has had a bad scarethrough our operations. They have changed their base. There's anotherlot of hop expected in to-night it seems and the landing is to be madeat a lonely spot over the bay. I'm bound for there now. Want to size upthe place and report to Narraway. I shall recommend that you be put incharge of the raid, Mr. Brady."

  "I am not sure that I want the contract," replied the old detective.

  "Got the princess yet?"

  "No. We are still hunting Garshaski; but where is this place you speakof?"

  "It's above Saucelito; used to be called North Beach."

  The Bradys and Alice glanced at each other.

  "How are you going, Leggett?" the old detective asked.

  "Why, I was going to hire a launch."

  "Then you may as well come along with us, for that's just the place weare bound for."

  And thus it came about that once again Detective Leggett came to beassociated with the Bradys in their chase after the Chinese Princess.

  The launch was engaged and with the detectives on board and Harryrunning the motor, it started in the direction of the Golden Gate.

  It now became necessary to take Leggett fully into their confidence, forthe Secret Service man had not understood about the hidden money.

  He grew quite excited and talked of little else the rest of the trip.

  It made matters easier for the Bradys that Leggett knew the exactlocation of this other North Beach.

  In due time they ran into the shallow cove under the green hills wherethere was a small pier, sort of boat-house on piles and several frameshacks which had once been devoted to such business as is usually foundabout a bathing place.

  All happened to be deserted.

  The Bradys instead of landing at the pier ran further down and tied upat a float from which they passed to the shore.

  The Bradys walked up the beach surveying the different shacks.

  "There's your green door, Alice," Harry suddenly exclaimed, as hepointed on ahead.

  It was attached to a one-story building scarcely larger than a goodsized hencoop, that green door.

  "Looks as if it might be the place," observed Old King Brady,
adding:

  "But who owns the sailboat tied up at the pier, I wonder?"

  They had not observed it as they approached the pier from the otherside.

  "Suggests Garshaski," said Harry.

  They pushed on to the green door.

  "Go on in, Harry and Alice," said the old detective. "Leggett and I willwatch that house on the piles. The owner of the sailboat may be inside."

  Harry and Alice then pushed on into the shack.

  "Too late!" cried Alice, "Garshaski has been here ahead of us!"

  And indeed it looked so, for there in the middle of the floor lay a flatstone broken in two pieces.

  Evidently it had served as a hearth stone and beneath where it had lainat the foot of the chimney was a newly dug hole.

  CHAPTER XII.

  CONCLUSION.

  "Just in time to be too late!" exclaimed Harry, pointing at the hole.

  "So it would seem. But it may not be so. That sailboat!" said Old KingBrady.

  "That's what's the matter!" cried Harry. "That boat-house, you may say.Who is inside? That's what we want to know now."

  "Mr. Brady! Oh, Mr. Brady!" called Leggett excitedly.

  All hurried outside.

  "Look!" said Leggett, pointing up the bay.

  A good-sized launch was rapidly approaching, evidently heading for thisabandoned beach.

  "Can it be the hop gang?" asked Leggett.

  "Who can tell?" replied the old detective. "Sneak on beyond theboat-house and get a sight of them. If you find they are Chinks hold uptwo fingers and get back as fast as you can. Don't show yourself anymore than you have to."

  "Right. What about the treasure?"

  Harry hastily explained and Leggett hurried away, passing behind theboat-house.

  The Bradys approached it leisurely.

  The building was much larger than an ordinary boat-house. Indeed,perhaps it had never been intended for a boat-house at all, but for theoffice of the proprietors of the beach.

  It had a door opening on the pier, also a window.

  They stepped upon the pier and were just about to pass around to thefront of the building when suddenly they heard the door open noisily.

  "Stop!" breathed Old King Brady, "we want to know what that means."

  He was about to peer around the corner of the building when a harshvoice called out something in Chinese.

  "Mercy!" whispered Alice. "Garshaski! He says 'Now I'm going to be ridof you, princess!'"

  Before Alice finished speaking, Old King Brady knew.

  Peering around the corner of the building, he saw Dr. Garshaski startingdown the pier carrying the Princes Skeep Hup in his arms crossing a sortof runway or gang plank which connected the pier with the house.

  "Stop where you are, Doctor!" shouted the old detective, as all threeshowed themselves now.

  The old detective ran to head him off. Harry and Alice were now on theside platform separated from the runway by considerable space.

  Instantly the Doctor saw them.

  With an exclamation of surprise and disgust he turned and took the backtrack.

  Old King Brady rushed after the flying Chinaman who was carrying theprincess.

  He crossed a gang plank and entered the house on the piles.

  The next instant part of the runway flew up, closing the doorway, whileHarry and Alice looked on.

  "You scoundrel!" shouted Old King Brady. "Harm that woman at yourperil!"

  "Leggett is signalling!" cried Harry. "There are Chinks in the launch!"

  "Save the princess!" exclaimed Alice. "That yellow fiend has unearthedthe treasure and now he will kill her."

  "But how to get at him!" cried Old King Brady. "You two keep guard here.There must be a rear entrance. I'll tackle him there."

  He ran around to where they were standing.

  "Let Harry go too!" cried Alice. "If he comes out with the princess I'llshoot him."

  "Come, Harry," said the old detective, and around the house they went.

  Meanwhile Leggett was hurrying along the beach.

  There proved to be a back door to the house, but it was shut. There wasno window here, thus it was impossible to tell what Garshaski was about,but as they drew nearer they could hear him fumbling with the lock ofthe door.

  "Stand in close, Harry," whispered the old detective.

  The order was a wise one, for the next instant the door slightly openedand Garshaski peered out.

  He jumped back, closing the door, but before the Bradys had time tothink twice it was opened again on the crack and a revolver was fired.

  The shot went through Old King Brady's hat.

  The instant the crack of the revolver was heard, Harry, who had drawnhis weapon, fired.

  His aim was true, the shot flew in through the crack of the door.

  There was a yell of pain and something was heard to fall.

  "Forward!" cried the old detective.

  As he said it a succession of queer little squeals began inside thehouse and a woman's voice chattered in Chinese.

  It was the princess!

  The Bradys rushed inside.

  Harry's shot had taken Dr. Garshaski in the right hand.

  He dropped the revolver and starting back had stumbled over a chair andfallen.

  The princess lost no time in improving her opportunity.

  She could not stand on her little feet owing to the damage done thosenearly useless members by that terrible rack, but she had free use ofher hands as she sat there on the floor.

  Garshaski, as we should have mentioned, was now in full Chinese costumeeven to a false pigtail, but his natural hair was long enough for SkeepHup to get a good hold, and there she was yanking it for all she wasworth.

  The scene was a comical one, but it might have been a tragedy, for theDoctor had just managed to get hold of the princess with his unwoundedleft hand, when the Bradys burst into the room.

  Harry covered the Doctor, Old King Brady managed to make the princesslet go her hold on his hair, but not without some difficulty.

  Quickly they tied his legs together, searched and captured anotherrevolver.

  Meanwhile Garshaski had not spoken a word. His face was deathly white,the sight of his own blood which flowed freely had apparently turned himfaint, for by the time the Bradys succeeded in securing him he hadrelapsed into unconsciousness.

  "Call Alice!" ordered the old detective. "We want to find out about thetreasure while we have so good a chance."

  Alice came. The princess almost fell over herself in her delight,chattering eagerly in Chinese.

  "Well?" demanded the old detective. "Well?"

  "Oh, he got the treasure all right," said Alice. "It is in here."

  She led the way into the front room, which was fitted up with a bar andupon this stood an old dress-suit case.

  "That's it!" cried Alice. "They have but just finished their work.Garshaski was going to drown her and make off with the money. Theprincess says that he found it under the hearth stone and that there isa lot of it."

  Leggett now burst into the roam.

  "That launch is full of Chinks!" he said, "but they have shoved off. Ithink they saw Mr. Brady's big hat and were scared away."

  Perhaps it was so, for they did not return.

  The suit-case, being opened, was found stuffed with yellow-backs withsome gold.

  When counted later the amount proved to be a little over $75,000.

  Garshaski was rounded up in San Francisco jail, later going to ahospital.

  The Princess Skeep Hup was turned over to the Lung Brothers with thetreasure. Some weeks later she married Ah Lung, who made a quickrecovery.

  That night the Bradys with Leggett and other Secret Service men returnedto the abandoned beach.

  Here they went into hiding, waiting for the opium smugglers.

  And again it proved a foggy night, which greatly aided them in theirwork.

  Two boats landed between one and two o'clock.

  Meanwhile Volckman, f
ive Chinamen and a white representative of thecrooked commercial house were on land to receive the cargo.

  At the right moment the Bradys rounded up the whole outfit; thus thatincident was closed.

  Dr. Garshaski went to San Quentin for ten years. The opium smugglersreceived various short sentences.

  Volckman's was five years.

  But what became of Wang Foo?

  This was never known.

  Mysteriously he seemed to have vanished.

  Garshaski denied all knowledge of the man, but Alice is firmly of theopinion that he was murdered in the torture room connected with theHouse of the Seven Delights.

  The police raided the place and cleaned out all its occupants.

  Old King Brady looked up Inez Reyes and not only gave her $200, but paidher way back to Mexico.

  Ah Lung treated the Bradys most liberally and Leggett came in for hisshare.

  Well could Ah Lung afford it, for, thanks to skillful detective work, hehad secured old Gong Schow's hidden treasure and his Chinese Princess.

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  THE MARSHLEA TRAGEDY

  By Col. Ralph Fenton

  Three years ago I went down to Marshlea to spend the summer. It is asea-breezy, bird-singing country, and the Ocean House, having been takenby a friend of mine for the season, I knew I should have unexceptionablequarters, and "rust" as my friend Charley Williard says, to my heart'scontent.

  Change of scene is a good thing, but utter solitude, under the names ofrustication and rest, is a penalty I never willingly undergo.

  I knew that there would be plenty of people at Marshlea--people inundress and holiday tempers--fashionables exhibiting, scholars seeking,invalids languishing, flirts flirting, and many good people simplyenjoying relief from care and the salubrious situation.

  I expected as much of the people as
I did of the place, and acceptedthem quite as willingly.

  My quarters were comfortable, a cool northeast room and a little eastbedroom looking upon the sea, both rooms furnished freely in bamboo andIndia matting.

  I wheeled my bed so that I could see the sun rise in the morning, quitecomfortable, and with no thanks to Mr. Bierstadt, and heard the gongsound two hours later, while I was reading Thackeray.

  I never took morning sea-baths--they did not agree with myconstitution--but at noon, when the tide lapped the shingles, full of asoft wash and warm swells, I took a stretch of half a mile, and felt thebetter for my tonic.

  But of a morning, as the tide came in, it was pleasant to watch thebathers--men swimming with fearless little boys, mothers dippingastonished babies, and acres of scarlet-clad figures tripping along thesand, or waltzing in the surf, like blossoms blown about--while the skylay low and fleecy and warm over the scene.

  I remember the sand-piper's cry, the peals of laughter, and lowing ofthe cattle in the marshes.

  I recollect the saxifrage that grew among the rocks, the spring thatpushed its way over the salt pebbles to the waters of the cove, and thesweet notes of the little brown shore birds.

  I recall a day when the sunshine was very bland; glittering carriageloads of dolce far niente pleasure-seekers rolled slowly down the sands.Staniels' canopied boat, its silken flag fluttering, softly rocked athis moorings, little white tents, the mushroom dwellings of sportsmen,dotted the rocks, and the sea glittered and tossed under the sereneblueness of the sky.

  It was all enjoyable then, but an element of tragedy entered into itafterwards which makes me recall the place with a pang of sorrow.

  I seem to hear a woman's shrieks ringing out over that blue, smilingwater.

  I was smoking in the bowling alley one evening, when a light coupe camedashing over the sands, and stopped at the door of the hotel.

  John Saunders, my good friend and host, came out to meet a singularlyhandsome man, who alighted, and entered into conversation with him.

  "By jingo!" exclaimed a volatile voice in my ear. "Colonel Staniels!"and my mercurial friend, Walt Summers, finished his exclamation ofsurprise with a prolonged whistle.

  "Are you sure?" I asked, for I knew the name, though not the man then.

  "Yes; know his carriage. And then no one could ever see Eben Stanielsand mistake him afterwards."

  I was certain of that when I saw the gentleman at supper.

  He was about the medium height, with a magnificent chest, a handsomehead covered with curling brown hair, and a prompt, military bearing.

  His eyes were gray, bright, unflinching and very handsome.

  He wore a closely-trimmed dark beard, and his regular features, straightbrows and bold white forehead made his face as fine as it was fearless.

  He seemed entirely indifferent to the sensation he produced.

  It was generally known that he had been divorced from his wife two yearsprevious, and this fact, together with his wealth, standing and personalappearance, made him an object of attention to everybody.

  His manner was unexceptionable, and his bearing perfectly cool, to anordinary observer; but as I passed him on the porch, late in theevening, smoking, I saw him looking silently over the moon-lighted sea,and wincing at his secret thoughts.

  His room adjoined mine. He was at Marshlea three weeks before I made hisacquaintance.

  He knocked at my door one evening just at sunset.

  "Mr. Cathmor, would you like to drive in town with me to-night? Thesunset promises us a fine evening."

  I had planned a sail by the moonlight, but an impulse to accept ColonelStaniels' invitation instantly seized me.

  I admired the colonel, was glad to know more of him, as this opportunitysuggested, and I liked fine horses, and the colonel's were very fine. Iaccepted the invitation.

  When we went out the sun had just set, and a boy was holding the horses.

  As soon as he left their heads we sailed away.

  The animals were magnificent, wanting nothing but guiding.

  In town we went to the postoffice and bank, and then turned homewards.

  The colonel talked well. We touched briefly on a score of standardsubjects, and momentarily my respect for the man beside me increased.

  He made many remarks worth recording, among these this:

  "It is a very common mistake among men that they must rule their wives."

  This was nearly four years ago, before the diffusion of the woman'srights question, now so generally discussed. The words, and his mannerof saying them, gave me a clew to the track of his observations, if nothis experience.

  I glanced at the stern contour of his face, the unquiet glance of hiseye, and chose to believe the latter.

  Suddenly his manner changed.

  "Mr. Cathmor, I have a fancy to receive your congratulations first. I amto be married in a few days, and bring my wife to the Ocean House," hesaid.

  I expressed the pleasure his manner conveyed to me.

  "My little girl will like this place, I think," he said.

  The singular sweetness of his smile charmed me. After a moment he took alittle oval miniature case from his breast and handed it to me. Itcontained a sweet, pure, earnest face--a sparkle in the modest eyes,too, that told of exuberant life.

  "That is what I call lovable," I exclaimed, in enthusiasm.

  My praise seemed to touch him to the quick.

  "I think so, too," he answered, quietly, putting the picture back in itshiding-place, with a moment's happy abstraction.

  We drove fleetly up to the door. A little knot of men gathered about thehorses as usual. I went up to my room with a new item for thought.

  The next day Colonel Staniels took the boat for New York. In three dayshe was back with his wife.

  Brides are not generally to my taste, they are usually too suggestive ofclothes, and plume themselves to a fatiguing extent. They are toodemonstrative and important, too publicly tender, and too generallyoppressive. But I liked Mrs. Staniels the moment I heard her gladlaugh. It was a laugh, and her face was like a sunbeam.

  She was not overdressed or burdened with the consciousness of herposition; she did not caress her husband in public, or betray anyunusual excitement.

  She talked in an arch, merry little way with everybody she won to herside, telling of places, things, people, anybody but herself and thecolonel.

  She had just returned from Europe. She was pretty, and an heiress, butshe was not spoiled.

  I admired the colonel more than ever at that time. He received theladies' congratulations and compliments on his wife with a gravesweetness; I noticed that the men did not jest with him, and that theirappearance did not suggest any of the stale jokes and comments onmatrimony, common to a mixed company. More than all this, their composedand friendly demeanor when together, and the quiet system of theirglances, pleased me.

  But I knew that Staniels was very happy. His face unbent--its only faulthad been a little coldness and sternness--and revealed a warmth andgeniality that made him quite resistible.

  He formed the habit of coming into my room to smoke, remarking that:"Say did not like tobacco smoke."

  I never saw him smoke in her presence.

  The name on her wedding cards was Sarah Fay Pomfret, but this statelyappellation the colonel abbreviated to the diminutive title, "Say," andit seemed to quite suit her.

  One day, about three weeks after their arrival, a party of us went downthe shore gunning, Colonel Staniels was of the number.

  My luck was unusually good. My game bag became heavy.

  Towards noon I flung myself down under a tree to rest.

  In a few minutes Staniels appeared and took a seat beside me. He was outof spirits.

  "What is the matter?" I asked.

  He tried to smile, ruthlessly, but I saw a tear flash in his eye.

  "My cursed obstinacy! I was cross to Say this morning."

  He arose restlessly, and walked away. I saw that he was fa
r from beinghappy, but it was a matter requiring no interference of mine.

  "Who breaks--pays," I muttered, and lay flat on my back for a full hourbefore the rest came up.

  I reached home first.

  The day had been unusually hot, but a cooling breeze had sprung up asthe sun set.

  I entered the house, and passing up to my room met Say Spaniels, all inwhite, in the hall.

  "Mr. Cathmor, is Eben coming?" she asked.

  "He has come; he will be up directly," I answered.

  "Keep still as a mouse," she whispered, "I am going to play a trick onhim. Don't tell where I am--hush!" as a step sounded on the stair.

  She turned and fled noiselessly into an alcove of the hall.

  Staniels came rather slowly up the stairs. I thought he was deliberatingwhat kind of a reception might greet him, fearing, perhaps, tears, poutsor frowns.

  But I, seeing the merry, peeping face, knew that the matter to which hewas probably keenly sensible was utterly disregarded by the sweet,healthy nature of his wife.

  He entered the room, closed the door. All was silent after he crossedthe floor. Say tiptoed down the hall and stood listening, her head withits glossy waves of chestnut hair bent, her red lips parted, her cheekdimpling.

  Suddenly we heard the report of a pistol. She started bewildered. Ileaped from my seat, and sprang past her into the room. Staniels laydead on the floor, shot through the heart. Beside him lay the innocentpaper which had caused the deed.

  It was a little note saying:

  "You do not love me. I have gone away. Good-by. Say."

  The cheat had been too certain. With a sore conscience, and a heart inwhich memories of a hidden past had probably rankled all day, thehusband had been thoroughly duped. The thoughts that rushed upon himmaddened him; the first act was self-destruction.

  And so, when I think of beautiful Marshlea, I always hear above themurmur of the sea and the songs of the birds, the dreadful shrieks of anagonized woman, whose innocent, childlike love had been the cause of soterrible a tragedy.

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  A WILDCAT FULL OF FIGHT.

  A fierce fight between a monster wildcat and two dogs was witnessed theother day by Henry T. Frankelfield on Saw Creek, a tributary of theBushkill, in lower Pike county, Pa. Mr. Frankelfield is the landlord ofthe Falls House at Resaca, Pa. He had been hearing the cries of thewildcat for several nights. A recent snowfall made excellent trackingand he started out in pursuit of the animal in company with his dogs,Sport and Watch.

  The hunter had not gone far when Sport struck the trail of the wildcat.The two dogs started off with a yelp and followed the scent almost toSaw Creek and then stopped. When Frankelfield came up he found one ofthe dogs smelling around an old tree stump. It was evident that the cathad been there recently, but had left again, after Watch found the trailagain, and the animal was traced into Little Pine Swamp. Frankelfieldremained at the edge of the swamp while the dogs entered it. He heardthem bark and knew that they had found their game, and he made his wayto the spot. He found both dogs at the foot of an old tamarack stumpwhich had fallen against another tree, and in the top of the stump wasthe wildcat eying them both.

  Frankelfield took deliberate aim and discharged both barrels of his gunat the animal, but failed to kill it outright. Wounded and maddened withpain, the cat gave a loud screech, sprang from the tree stump to theground, and landed on the back of one of the dogs. The infuriated beastgot one of its paws in on Sport and almost scalped the dog, while Watchplanted his teeth in the cat. Then began one of the liveliest scrappingmatches Frankelfield has ever seen. Snarling and snapping, the catfought both animals, the blood from the gunshot wounds dyeing the snow adeep red. Frankelfield watched the battle some time, and tried to shootthe animal, but the combatants seemed to be all in a snarl, and he wasafraid to fire lest he should hit the dogs. It was nip-and-tuck for along time, and the wildcat, although fighting against odds, clawed andchewed first one dog and then the other, as the trio rolled over andover. At last the cat, exhausted from loss of blood, gave up the fightand was killed by its opponents. Frankelfield carried the animal home,and intends having it mounted. It weighed forty pounds, and is thelargest cat that has been killed in Poke County in many years.

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  A clerk in Belgrade, Servia, named Vellslaw Simmonovitch, on thestrength of an increase of salary, recently telegraphed to a young womanof Losnitsa and asked her to share his fortunes. The regulation taxallows ten words for the minimum fee, and her answer ran: "Yes, gladly,willingly, joyfully, delightfully, gratefully, lovingly, yes, yes,yes."

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  The Dissolving Penny.--A genuine penny is held by the fingertips. Youoffer it to your friend, and when he attempts to take it, the pennysuddenly vanishes without any trace and is immediately reproduced fromsome quite unexpected place. Price, 12c

  CHAS. UNGER, 316 UNION ST., JERSEY CITY, N. J.

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  MOSSBERG WRENCH DCO. ATTLEBORO MASS. U.S.A.

  DEVILINE'S WHISTLE.--Nickel plated, polished; it produces anear-piercing sound, large seller; illustration actual size.

  Price, 12c., by mail.

  WOLFF NOVELTY CO., 29 W. 26th St., N. Y.

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  MICROSCOPE.--By use of this wonderful little microscope you can magnifya drop of stagnant water until you see thousands of crawling insects; isalso useful for inspecting grain, pork, linen and numerous otherarticles. This little instrument does equally as good work as the bestmicroscopes and is invaluable to the household. Is made of best finishedbrass; size when closed one inch by two and a half inches. Price, 30c.

  L. SENARENS, 347 Winthrop St., Brooklyn, N. Y.

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  MANY TOOL KEY RING.

  The wonder of the age. The greatest small tool in the world. In thislittle instrument you have in combination seven useful tools embracingKey Ring, Pencil Sharpener, Nail Cutter and Cleaner, Watch Opener, CigarClipper, Letter Opener and Screw Driver. It is not a toy, but a usefularticle, made of cutlery steel, tempered and highly nickeled. Thereforewill carry an edge the same as any piece of cutlery. As a useful tool,nothing has ever been offered to the public to equal it.

  Price, 15 cents, mailed, postpaid.

  WOLFF NOVELTY CO., 29 W. 26th St., N. Y.

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  VANISHING CIGAR.--This cigar is made an exact imitation of a good one.It is held by a rubber cord, which with the attached safety pin, isfastened on the inside of the sleeve. When offered to a friend, as it isabout to be taken, it will instantly disappear. Price by mail, postpaid,10c. each.

  Chas. Unger, 316 Union St., Jersey City, N. J.

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  LINK THE LINK PUZZLE.

  The sensation of the day. Pronounced by all, the most baffling andscientific novelty out. Thousands have worked at it for hours withoutmastering it, still it can be done in two seconds by giving the linksthe proper twist, but unless you know how, the harder you twist them thetighter they grow.

  Price, 6 cents; 3 for 15 cents; one dozen, 50 cents, by mail, postpaid.

  WOLFF NOVELTY CO., 29 W. 26th St., N. Y.

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  CACHOO OR SNEEZING POWDER.--The greatest fun-maker of them all. A smallamount of this powder, when blown in a room, will cause everyone tosneeze without anyone knowing where it comes from. It is very light,will float in the air for some time, and penetrate every nook and cornerof a room. It is perfectly harmless. Cachoo is put up in bottles, andone bottle contains enough to be used from 10 to 15 times.

  Price by mail, 10c. each; 3 for 25c.

  WOLFF NOVELTY CO., 29 W. 26th St., N. Y.

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  ROUGH AND READY TUMBLERS.

&
nbsp; These lively acrobats are handsomely decorated with the U. S. flag andwith gold and silver stars and hearts. Upon placing them upon any flatsurface they at once begin a most wonderful performance, climbing andtumbling over each other and chasing each other in every direction, asif this evil spirit was after them, causing roars of laughter from thespectators. They actually appear imbued with life. What causes them tocut up such antics is a secret that may not be known even to the ownerof the unruly subjects. If you want some genuine fun send for a set ofour tumblers.

  Price, per set, 10 cents; mailed postpaid.

  A. A. WARFORD, 16 Hart St., Brooklyn, N. Y.

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  THE GERMAN OCARINO.

  A handsome metal instrument, made in Germany, from which peculiar butsweet music can be produced. Its odd shape, which resembles a torpedoboat, will attract much attention. We send instructions with eachinstrument, by the aid of which any one can in a short time play anytune and produce very sweet music on this odd looking instrument.

  Price 10 cents by mail postpaid.

  WOLFF NOVELTY CO., 29 W. 26th St., N. Y.

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  TRICK PUZZLE PURSE.--The first attempt usually made to open it, is topress down the little knob in the centre of purse, when a small needleruns out and stabs them in the finger, but does not open it. You canopen it before their eyes and still they will be unable to open it.Price by mail, postpaid, 25c. each.

  FRANK ROBINSON, 311 W. 44th St., N. Y.

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  THE JOKER'S CIGAR.

  The biggest sell of the season. A real cigar made of tobacco, butsecreted in center of cigar about one-half inch from end is a fountainof sparklets. The moment the fire reaches this fountain hundreds ofsparks of fire burst forth in every direction, to the astonishment ofthe smoker. The fire is stage fire, and will not burn the skin orclothing. After the fireworks the victim can continue smoking the cigarto the end.

  Price, 10 cents; 3 for 25 cents; 1 dozen, 90 cents, mailed, postpaid.

  WOLFF NOVELTY CO., 29 W. 26th St., N. Y.

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  JAPANESE TRICK KNIFE.--You can show the knife and instantly draw itacross your finger, apparently cutting deep into the flesh. The redblood appears on the blade of the knife, giving a startling effect tothe spectators. The knife is removed and the finger is found in goodcondition. Quite an effective illusion. Price by mail, 10c. each.

  WOLFF NOVELTY CO., 29 W. 26th St., N. Y.

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  Good Luck Banks

  _Price 10 Cents_

  Ornamental as well as useful. Made of highly nickeled brass. It holdsjust One Dollar. When filled it opens itself. Remains locked untilrefilled. Can be used as a watchcharm. Money refunded if not satisfied.

  L. SENARENS 347 WINTHROP ST., BROOKLYN, N. Y.

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  HAPPY HOOLIGAN JOKER

  With this joker in the lappel of your coat, you can make a dead shotevery time. Complete, with rubber ball and tubing.

  Price, 15 cents, by mail, postpaid.

  Chas. Unger, 316 Union St., Jersey City, N. J.

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  THE GREAT FIRE EATER.

  _A great Sensational Trick of the Day!_ With the Fire Eater in hispossession any person can become a perfect salamander, apparently_breathing fire_ and ejecting _thousands_ of brilliant sparks from hismouth, to the horror and consternation of all beholders. Harmless funfor all times, seasons and places. If you wish to produce a _decidedsensation_ in your neighborhood don't fail to procure one. We send theFire Eater with all the materials, in a handsome box, the cover of whichis highly ornamented with illustrations in various colors. Price of_all_ complete only 15 cents, or 4 boxes for 50 cents, mailed postpaid;one dozen by express $1.20.

  N. B.--Full printed instructions for performing the trick accompany_each_ box, which also contains sufficient material for giving _several_exhibitions.

  FRANK ROBINSON, 311 W. 44th St., N. Y.

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  THE SURPRISE BOUQUET.

  The best practical joke of the season. This beautiful button-holebouquet is made of artificial flowers and leaves which so closelyresemble natural flowers that not one person in a thousand would detectthe difference. After placing the bouquet in your button-hole you callthe attention of a friend to its beauty and fragrance. He will verynaturally step forward and smell of it, when, to his utter astonishment,a fine stream of water will be thrown into his face. Where the watercomes from is a mystery, as you can have your hands at your side orbehind you, and not touch the bouquet in any manner. You can give onedozen or more persons a shower bath without removing the bouquet fromyour button-hole, and after the water is exhausted it can be immediatelyrefilled without removing it from your coat. Cologne can be used inplace of water when desired. We have many funny things in our stock, butnothing that excels this.

  Price, complete in a beautiful box, with full printed instructions, 25cents, or three for 60 cents; by mail post paid.

  Chas. Unger, 316 Union St., Jersey City, N. J.

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  IMITATION GOLD TEETH.--Gold plated tooth, shape made so that it will fitany tooth.

  Price, 5c., postpaid

  WOLFF NOVELTY CO., 29 W. 26th St., N. Y.

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  CARTER AEROPLANE No. 1

  Will fly on a horizontal line 150 feet! Can be flown in the house, andwill not injure itself nor anything in the room. The most perfect littleaeroplane made.

  The motive power is furnished by twisted rubber bands contained withinthe tubular body of the machine. It is actuated by a propeller at eachend revolving in opposite directions. Variation in height may beobtained by moving the planes and the balance weight. It can be made tofly either to the right or the left by moving the balance sidewisebefore it is released for flight. PRICE 35 Cents Each, Delivered.

  L. Senarens, 347 Winthrop St., Brooklyn, N. Y.

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  SNAKES IN THE GRASS.

  Something entirely new, consisting of six large cones, each one nearlyone inch in height. Upon lighting one of these cones with a match, yousee something similar to a 4th of July exhibition of fireworks. Sparksfly in every direction, and as the cone burns down it throws out and issurrounded with what appears to be grass; at the same time a large snakeuncoils himself from the burning cone, and lazily stretches out in thegrass, which at last burns to ashes, but the snake remains as acuriosity unharmed. They are not at all dangerous, and can be set off inthe parlor if placed on some metal surface that will not burn. Anordinary dust pan answers the purpose nicely.

  Price of the six cones, packed in sawdust, in a strong wooden box, only10 cents, 3 boxes for 25 cents, 1 dozen boxes 75 cents, sent by mailpost paid.

  M. O'NEILL, 425 W. 56th St., N. Y.

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  COMICAL RUBBER STAMPS.

  A complete set of five grotesque little people made of indestructiblerubber mounted on black walnut blocks. The figures consist of Policeman,Chinaman, and other laughable figures as shown in pictures. As EACHfigure is mounted on a separate block, any boy can set up a regularparade or circus by printing the figures in different positions. Witheach set of figures we send a bottle of colored ink, an ink pad and fullinstructions. Children can stamp these pictures on their toys, picturebooks, writing paper and envelopes, and they are without doubt the mostamusing and entertaining novelty gotten up in years. Price of thecomplete set of Rubber Stamps, with ink and ink pad, only 10 cents, 3sets for 25 cents, one dozen 90 cents, by mail postpaid.

  L. Senarens, 347 Winthrop St., Brooklyn, N. Y.

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  ELECTRIC PUSH BUTTON.--The base i
s made of maple, and the center pieceof black walnut, the whole thing about 1-1/4 inches in diameter, with ametal hook on the back so that it may be slipped over edge of the vestpocket. Expose to view your New Electric Bell, when your friend willpush the button expecting to hear it ring. As soon as he touches it, youwill see some of the liveliest dancing you ever witnessed. The ElectricButton is heavily charged and will give a smart shock when the button ispushed.

  Price 10c., by mail, postpaid.

  WOLFF NOVELTY CO., 29 W. 26th St., N. Y.

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  THE FLUTOPHONE.--A new musical instrument, producing the sweetest dulcettones of the flute. The upper part of the instrument is placed in themouth, the lips covering the openings in the centre. Then by blowinggently upon it you can play any tune desired as easily as whistling. Butlittle practice is required to become a finished player. It is madeentirely of metal, and will last a lifetime. We send full instructionswith each instrument.

  Price, 15c., or 2 for 25c., by mail, postpaid.

  A. A. WARFORD, 16 Hart St., Brooklyn, N. Y.

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  Good Luck Puzzle

  It consists of three horseshoes fastened together. Only a very cleverperson can take off the closed horseshoe from the two linked horseshoes.But it can be done in a moment when the secret is known.

  Price by mail, 10 cents each

  FRANK ROBINSON, 311 W. 44th St., N. Y.

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  THE MAGIC CARD BOX.

  One of the best and cheapest tricks for giving parlor or stageexhibitions. The trick is performed as follows: You request any twopersons in your audience to each select a card from an ordinary pack ofcards, you then produce a small handsome box made to imitate pebbledleather, which anyone may examine as closely as they will. You now askone of the two who have selected cards to place his or her card insidethe box, which being done, the lid is shut, and the box placed on thetable. You then state that you will cause the cards to disappear andupon opening the box the card has vanished and the box found empty. Theother card is now placed in the box; the lid is again closed and whenthe box is opened the first card appears as strangely as it went. Othertricks can be performed in various ways. You may cause several cards todisappear after they are placed in the box, and then you can cause themall to appear at once. You may tear a card up, place it in the box, andon lifting the cover it will be found whole and entire. In fact, nearlyevery trick of appearance and disappearance can be done with the MagicCard Box.

  Full printed instructions by which anyone can perform the differenttricks sent with each box.

  Price 20 cents, by mail postpaid.

  WOLFF NOVELTY CO., 29 W. 26th St., N. Y.

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