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THE SUNDAY. 0KEGCWIA2?, POTLiLNLV, JUNE 21, 1903.
CHAPTER XIII. -
NQYT that they found themselves in
the canal, the first thins they
missed was the assistance of the
powerful current: they were In -water
that was absolutely still, and they had to
earn every Inch of progress the boat
made. But the canal was a pretty place
to be a-rowlng. and reminded one of a
sort of beautiful lane In the river. On
one side was a little strip of shore lead
ing to the high, towering bluffs. On the
other side was the stone wall that sepa
rated the canal from the river. It was
all overgrown with green, and the people
of that region had given It the poetical
name of "The Dump."
Precious little time Tug allowed for ad
miring th scenery. "We are not .a crowd
of tourists," be growled, "with pur little
guide books. "We're a tribe of Lakerlm
Indians on the trail of one of our best
warriors who has been kidnaped by a
paleface named Mudd."
Then the Lakerlmmers, to prove Tug's
words correct, let out one of their war
whoops with such force that it knocked
two weathervane roosters oil their perch
and soured all the milk in Lee County.
Having got this noise out of their sys
tems, the Lakerlmmers plied the paddles
as best they could, and Anally reached the
mifidle lock of the canal.
Here luck was not with them and they
found the gates closed against them once
more, but they got the good news that
the Hiram Q. Mudd had got the last sec
tion of its raft through the canal only a
few hours before. So they decided to have
an early supper while they waited for
some ichance steamer to come along.
By the time Sleepy had scraped the last
crumb and put it where It would not be
wasted, a small freight steamer puffed
down the canal and the lock opened Its
arms and took it in. The steamer had its
lanterns alight, and twilight was gather
ing thick and fast as the Lakerlmmers
plowed their way down the next stretch,
which fortunately was not so long as the
first. They passed many a crowd of boys
and young men enjoying their evening
swim and skylarking in the gloaming.
To the tired Lakerlmmers, the mere
thought of the cool water was tantalizing,
and when they saw a diver plunge ker
plunk into the stream, most of them
could hardly keep from chipping their
paddles and falling overboard in sheer
Now the bluff on their right was all lit
up with many windows and street lamps
of a city, which they judged to be Keo
kuk. Just ahead of them they saw a
large steamer rising on an invisible ele
vator, and knew that the first lock the
last lock for them was dead ahead.
When the steamer was lifted to the level
of the canal the gates went ajar and it
shoved through. It carried a dazzling
and almost blinding electric searchlight
in front of its pilothouse, and soon began
to swish It like a tremendous fencing foil
or a great feather duster of light along
the sky and the hills and the water.
Then the light ran along the swimmers
and the small' craft moored at tho dump.
Suddenly the glaring beam stopped and
lingered on one rickety vessel. It was
brought out in strange distinctness against
the black of the rest of the picture. A
group of great letters leaped up from the
dark. They spelled the name of the
boat. "With one cry of joy the Lakerlm
mers read those letters aloud:
"HIRAM Q. itUDD."
Then the searchlight moved on about Its
business: but the Lakerlmmers sat stock
still. The goal they had been striving for
eo bitterly and so long was right under
And now that they had it, they won
dered what they were going to do with it.
"While they wondered, the steamer came
plowing straight ahead, and all at once
the searchlight suddenly swept across
them and lingered upon them, while the
pilot was wondering whether they were
merely a large fish, an empty boat, or
Is it possible that they are going to be
run over and sunk Just in the moment of
The steamer is coming for them full
speed. They themselves are under no
headway at all. And they are absent
mindedly thinking, not of themselves, but
of B. J. In his prison. There is a scurry
ing of feet, a clanging of bells, the deaf
ening whoop of the whistle and a loud
clamor of voices on the steamer. The 11
Lakerlmmers wake to the situation in
bewilderment. "Which way are they to
Punk cries out, "Hard a-port!" The
steamer turns in the same direction.
Punk screams to his men to steer to the
other side. If the steamer also dodges.
"How wondrous proKreea is!" paid pa.
"For instance, take the auro car.
Who would have thought, when we were
That such things could te made at all!
Yet now, without a thought of fear
We climb right into this one here!"
And little Andy and hU ma
Gazed wosdcrlngjy at wise papa!
Then JltUe Andy eelred the wheel
And the machine, with one mad squeal,
Swooped wildly over hill and dale
Until the puppy dog turned paSe.
Thus, os their trip around the world
THE LA K E'R 1 MV ERS
CAPTAIX MUDD THOUGHT HE "WAS IX A BASKET OP EELS.
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pilot, seeing that there was no room to 1
pass them on the side toward the canal j
wall, continues to his left, while the
TL'ViaolE oro nrlHnr venter anil rhurninir !
up a furious commotion.
Evidently the bad luck of the Lakerlm
mers had grow tired of fooling them, and
had decided to change its tactics. For
they graze pant the steamer and escape
the smashing of the paddles, though the
spray spatters their faces and tho waves
bounce the canoe hither and thither. Now
they are jostled swiftly toward the dump,
and against its steep slanting wall they
are about to capsize. But the starboard
paddles are quickly thrust out like boat
hooks, and they ease the canoe.
Seeing themselves safe, the Lakerlm
mers begin a shout of jubilee, but- Tug
hushes them Into immediate silence, and
reminds them that they must not attract
the attention of Captain Mudd.
Now that the steamer has passed with
its dancing searchlight thoy are left once
more In deepest dark. They move up
near the Mudd, and row round it as
stealthily as Indians. They see a light in
the onglne-room and make out a few fig
ures, one of them that of a boy.
"B. J.." they whisper to each other,
Sawed-off is for making a quick rush
and taking him off, but the cautious
Punk reminds them that Captain Mudd
has a long, quick arm, and that they lost
B. J. once before by showing themselves.
A council of war is held In a low tone,
and Punk advises that they go back up
the canal a little distance and fasten their
boat to the wall, and try a little scouting
This they do. They swarm up the slop
ing wall like goats and notice on the
river side a little thicket, an excellent
place for a night's bivouac. They tiptoe
along the cinders that cover, the top of
the wall, and Tug halts them at a little
distance from the boat. Then they all sit
down and watch, like hawks waiting for
their r. y. '
It seemed that the people on the boat
never would quiet down and turn in like
respectable people. But even a watched
pot bolls if it is watched long enough.
After what seemed like an age of waiting.
Ready whispered, "All is Tjuiet on the
Punk insisted on longer delay, however,
and there they -sat, growing chilly as the
night grew thicker and the hour later.
Finally, Tug rose quietly and led them
with all possible stealth along the top of
the dump till they reached the steamer.
Then he gave the Lakerlm Club whistle
very softly. It was an Imitation of a
whippoorwill, and was meant to avoid
PICTURES TO PAINTsTlV.
The virtuous Blunderklns were hurled.
They rped through all the lands so rast.
The natives, as they hurried past.
Could only rub their eyes and stare
And mutter feebly, "I declare!"
Now If you'd paint the beauteous scene.
Fill up your brush wita emerald jrreen.
And paint ma's hat. Then Prussian blue
"Will give her drees its lovely nue.
Shy little Andy's coat was red,
Likewise the hat on pa's fine head.
The hat that blew from Andy's hair
"Was brown. 'Twas warranted to wear.
But as we see. the man was wrong
The trouble was that it was so good
an imitation that even B. J. listened to
It again and again, before it dawned on
him what it could mean. It simply made
him homesick until It was repeated a
score of times. Then, with a start, he
realized that the impossible had happened
and that fairy stories were simple things
He listened for a moment till he judged
from the heavy breathing of Captain
Mudd that his persecutor was asleep. B.
J. had never known until this time what
a beautiful thing a healthy snore could
be after all.
The poor boy, aching In every joint
from his mistreatment and from the
rough boards he had 6lept on,- rose care
fully to his feet, wondering if his creak
ing bones would not make noise enough
to wake up the tyrant. He tiptoed to a
porthole, and not having a handkerchief
with him, waved his hand out into the
air. Again and again he waved it. Again
and again the whlpoorwlll complained. He
wondered If he would have to cry out to
attract attention and feared that the
risk was too great.
At last, when he had waved his hand
almost loose at the wrist, he suddenly
felt it clasped by some hand outside and.
best of all, the hidden hand . gave him
the Lakerlm grip. Still better than the
best of all, he recognized Tug's voice
whispering to him through the dark port
hole. He hears Tug 6aylng:
"Bless your soul, my boy, I am glad
to see you or I would be if I could
see you. How do you feel?"
B. J. whispered back: "It makes me
feel heavenly to think you fellows are
out there, but I am all covered with
welts where that brute has beaten me
for trying to get away. He has made
me work so hard that I had almost
Tather go to sleep now than try to get
away. He isn't sleeping In his bunk, but
It's so hot he has a cot right across the
"You must make a dash for it some
how," Tug whispered. "If you can only
once get out here with us, we'll take
mighty good care that he doesn't get you
"I'll see if I can crawl under his cot
without waking him," B. J. whispered
Then he wrung Tug's hand hard and
added: "If I don't get away, I'm Just
as much obliged to you fellows for com
ing all this distance after me."
Then he let Tug's hand drop and there
was heavy silence. Tug-explained quick
ly to the Lakerlmmers who had come
down the wall and were standing on its
steep slope in anxious excitement. They
all listened Intently, but there was noth
For Andy did sot wear it long.
Paint Andy's coat a dainty pink.
Paint Andy's pup as black as ins,
Cxcept one place. His glaring eyes
"Were' Very yellow with surprise.
Pa's coat was purple and tus pe
Was brightly blue Just like the sky.
The auto car was red and gold,
A gorgeous spectacle as it rolled.
So, beautiful to see. yet chaste.
The Blunderkins went on with haste.
Next Sunday. It you'll watch this place,.
Through Africa you'll see them race.
Ing except silence for a long while. Then
came a loud roar, a gruff, oath, a sharp
cry of pain from B, J. and the seise of
a scuffle inside the boat.
The Lakerlmmers needed so word of
command from Tug to follow him. Every
boy scrambled aboard "the boat wherever
and however, he could. Once on deck,
they were confronted by various tall
dark forms. They did not need to be
told that these were Captain Mudd's deck
hands. They did not need to be told,
either, what tough characters Mississippi
roustabouts are or how ready and eager
they are for a fight with anybody on
One deckhand dealt Sawed-off a terrinc
blow In the chest that almost winded
him, but Sawed-off happened to think of
an uppercut which he had with him and
he applied it to the deckhand's Jaw with"
all the weight of his big body behind it.
The deckhand went over like a sack of
A lumbering raftsman let drive a swing
ing fist at Ready. If Ready's frequent
wishes that he might be taller had ever
come true he would have been sorry for
it from that moment on. As it was, the
fist paged just oyer his head. In about
onc-lxtleth of a second both Ready and
Heady were on the raftsman, and each
of them had wrapped himself around one
of the man's legs. The wretch thought
that they were trying to use him as ft
wishbone for a moment and in order to
save being pulled apart he went down
on the deck. Ready sat on his head
while Heady held his flying feet.
Sleepy was not so lucky with the roan
who. rose up against him. He was bowled
over at the first blow. But as he lay
on the deck he wrapped his arms loving
ly around the ankles of the unknown
stranger who had 'given him such a
warm reception, and with the aid of
Bobbles he soon had him accounted for.
Hist' ry was the last Lakerlmmer aboard,
and he was not expected to do much In
the pugilistic line, but seeing the deck
hand whom Sawed-off had knocked down
getting to his feet again, Hlst'ry grabbed
off his spectacles and. pressing one end
of them against the man's forehead, sang
out in as bloodthirsty a tone as he could
"If you move, I will blow you full of
The deckhand was half asleep, and in
the dim light the spectacles glistened as
much like a nickel-plated revolver as
anything else, and he was not In a mood
for taking chances, so he kept very
Meanwhile, Pretty, Punk, Tug, Jumbo
and Sawed-off had hurried on to the
stateroom where Captain Mudd was try
ing to hold B. J., who was giving an ex
cellent imitation of an eel. Captain Mudd
thought he was in a basket of eels when
the other Lakerlmmers pounced down on
him.. Pretty, Tug and Sawed-off ham
mered him like mad, and Jumbo, seizing
a sheet, threw It over the captain's head,
and soon had him suffocated to the point
of surrender. Tug and Sawed-off then
took B. J. by the arms and led him out
of the room. Quiz happened to think of
the key, and taking it out of the lock
from the inside, closed the door and
locked the captain in the stateroom,
which he nearly set on fire with his lan
guage. The Lakerlmmera now left the
boat, gathering up such of their numbers
as were holding down the deckhands.
"When Hlst'ry was relieved, and the roust
abouts saw him unfold the supposed re
volver and put It on his nose, he almost
expired with rage, but the Lakerlmmers
were too many to tackle, and the deck
hands and Captain Mudd simply called
them Impolite names. As for the Lake
rimers, they climbed the canal wall in tri
umph and from the top of It cave both
the warwhoop and the good old cluo yell.
Lay-krim, Lay-krim, Lay-krim, hoc
rah, rl, ro, ro, ray, row, roo!
They made their way back to the
bivouac they had selected in the thicket,
treading on each others heels and slap
ping each other's shoulders as they all
tried at once to pat:B."J. on the back.
They had thought they were sleepy, but
they were wide enough awake to listen
long and earnestly to B. J.'s catalogue of
At length Sleepy Interrupted one of the
most' exciting situations with a cavernous
yawn, and as yawns are as contagious as
the mumps, the Lakerlmmers, In spite
of themselves, were soon swallowing large
mouthfuls of air in chorus as they curled
up in their sleeping blankets they had not
forgotten to bring one for B. J. Quiz
had just enough consciousness left to
ask a question.
"Now that we have got B. J. all safe
and sound, how will we ever get him
home, and how'll we ever get ourselves
"I am tired of conundrums," said Tug;
"ask me an easy one tomorrow. '
(To be continued.)
"IpHE four-leaved clover - has been
viewed for many ages as the sym
bol of luck. Everybody looks for a four-
leaved clover whenever he passes a field
In which clover grows.
Now the clover does full honor to Its
scientific name of trlfollum (three leaf).
because for it to have more than that
number Is one of the exceedingly rare oc
currenccs In botany.
Yet, despite Its scarcity, the four-leaved
clover has been seen everywhere lately
Jewelers nave been putting it Into
broochce, pins and lockets and some ex
tremely pretty and unique designs have
been made with It for the center.
Surely this sudden plentlfulness of what
has been a rare plant must have set
many folks to guessing. And here Is the
truth about It.
The four-leaved plant that has become
so common Is not a clover at all, al
thouch it looks so remarkably like clo
ver. It is a plant that is known under
the scientific name of marsllla quadrl
folia. This plant has relatives growing in
the swamps of almost all the world and
they all look exactly like clover, and
they all have four leaves.
But genuine four-leaved clover may
soon become as common as the marsllla
quadrifolia. for the European botanist,
Hireo de Vries, has succeeded in grow
ing cenulne four-leaved clover in fair
Quantities He says that It Is merely
necessary to find some four-leaved clover
plants and then to cultivate them care
fully and save their seeds. He found that
of the seedlings 11 per cent would turn
out to be four-leaved.
Every public library has a book b,os
pltal, over which a book doctor presides
The book doctor Is, as a rule, a woman
The operations she performs are numer
ous. varied and complicated. One of them
la a repairing of the ravages of the book
worm. She has two ways ot aomg mis.
The simpler way lies in pasting a toush
thin paper over- the hook worm s holes
The more difficult and neater way lies' In
grinding some paper to a pulp and fill
Ing up the holes with this pulp, making
thus a patch that is almost invisible. The
book doctor mu oiten put a new nn
lng In the cover. In this operation It Is
frequently necessary to remove, without
harming, the book plate. That feat Is
accomplished by pressing on th book
plate a piece of wet slotting paper. The
paper draws off the plate easily. A book
doctor, pausing In her work the other day,
said: "Leather-bound books don't last to
day as they did so or iuu years ago
Leather now rota more quickly than It
used to do. Impure air is supposed to be
the cause of this rotting. Our gas lighting.
our coal heating and ear smoking of to
ABOUT a year .after being hurt by
the Hon, as I told you in the first.
chapter, and after I had fully recovered
from my Injuries, my tribe determined
to strike a blow at the Makololos. My
father was very savage toward them be-,
cause they were always killing some of
our men or capturing some of our -wo
He called his wisest men together, and
they planned to attack with 2000 warriors
and destroy two or three villages and kill
as many Makololo men as they could.
These things will seem cruel to you.
but you must remember that we were
savages and knew no better. We thought
it right to rob and burn and kill when
ever we got the chance. If any one had
told us It was wrong- we should have
laughed at him.
It was planned that my father and
three of his warriors should take a canoe
and paddle up the river at night and act
We wanted to take the Makololos off
THE MAGIC BALL
PARTS OP THE
THE BALL OBEYS
THE magician In this trick apparently
overcomes the force of gravitation.
His only apparatus Is a wooden ball,
through the center of which a string la
Holding one end of the string In his
hand and securing the . other end of the
string to the floor by stepping on It, the
magician can make the ball travel up and
down the string at will.
The spectators, If they wish, may call
out the . direction Jn which they would
like to see the hall move," and the ma
gician induces the ball to follow the
Figure 5 shows the simple device by
BOy'S AT) V
their guard, you see. and make a com
plete surprise. If they did not suspect
they were to be attacked it would be a
good thing for us.
I was still a young boy. and the war
riors would tell me nothing, but I did
find out that my father was going in his
war canoe and I made up my mind to
go along. He would not have consented
had I asked him, but I did not ask.
I hid myself beneath some grass in the
canoe and the four men cot In and nad
died away without knowing that I was
there. We were very near the Makalolo
village before my father discovered me.
and you can guess he was greatly sur
"My son, I ought to cuff you soundly
and throw you over to the crocodiles,
he sternly said, "but now that you are
here I shall make use of ypu. I know
you to be as brave as a man. while you
are small of body and can go where a
"We are now going to land and wo will
wait by the shore while you slip Into the
means of which the magician is enabled
to exercise his wonderful control over
The ball, apparently solid, is, in reality,
hollow. A ball such as comes with a
set of ten pins, or croquet, can be sawed
in half and hollowed out with a gouge.
Figure 4 shows half section of ball. Fig
ure 3 shows section hollowed out.
If no ball Is at hand, or If the wood
of which the ball is made - proves too
hard to make working with it practical,
a square block can be used In place of a
The string, which appears to be one
string threaded through the center of
the ball, really consists of two strings.
$d Aunt Jane
Henry The vm
EN TCI R ES
Makololo village and see what is going;
on. I am sure you wilL find . ou,t every
thing we want to know and corns back
I was glad to hear my father talk
thus, and glad to 'go on tho adventure
I knew that if I was captured- In tho
village the Makololos would give mo
a cruel death, but I was sure that I
could spy about and get away all right.
The canoe was headed for the shore
Just before we reached the' village, and
as I stepped on land my father patted
me on the shoulder and whispered that
he was proud of me.
It was no use for him to tell me how
to act, for I had learned all that long
ago. There were hyenas and Jackals In
plenty in the forest, and there was also
a lion wandering about and uttering sav
age roars, but I kept on my way and felt
In a little time I was In the village.
I found the people all asleep, and I
wandered here and there without meet
ing a single person.
By and by I reached Into the, door of
one of the huts and seized a warrior's
spear to carry back and show my father.
I was almost clear of the village "when,
misfortune beset me. I stepped Into a
trap which had been set to catch a
hyena, and as I was caught by the foot
the surprise and the pain made me call
In a minute the Makololos were pour
ing out of their huts to see what was tho
matter, and they found me held fast.
They knew me at once for one of tho
Mwals, and they knew I had come to
spy. Moro than that, they knew me to
be. the boy who had warned our villa go
when they had come to attack it and:
they were almost as much, rejoiced as
If they had captured my father himself.
They lighted fires and danced around,
and warriors were sent out to see if any
others were prowling about. My father
and his companions had to paddle away
in great haste, and from that time to
this I have not seen him. H must have
known by the yelling that I had been
captured, and I am sure he felt bad to
know It and to be helpless to aid me.
At first, when the Makololos poured
out on me I was frightened, but after a
bit I made up my mind to act like a man.
They would be sure to put me to death,
but I would not have It go back to my,
tribe and my father that I was afraid.
"Yes, I am the boy who warned our
village," I replied to them, "and If I
had not stepped Into this trap would
would not have 'made me prisoner. You
need not shout so loudly over my cap
ture, for I am not at all afraid of you."
"He shall die! He shall die!" shouted
the men, and the women and boys picked
up sticks and struck mo with them and
spat in my face.
In my next I -will tell you what death
they were golngr to give me, and how a
poisonous snake saved me from having
to run over a bed of hot coals.
B7 J. C BEARD
One end of each -string is wrapped
around a spool on the Inside of the ball,
as shown in Figure '5.
One spool must have a little more than
twice the circumference of the other.
Figures 1 and 2 show relative sizes of
If spools of the right shape are not to
be had, though such spools are quite com
mon, sections can be sawed from differ
ent sized cylindrical sticks.
The grooves in the spools can be made
with a penknife.
The spools are fastened side by side on
an axle, and sockets are cut on the Inside
of the ball to fit the ends of this axle.
See the dotted lines in Figure 5.
Holes are bored in the ball, through
Which the strings can be run, and then
the two halves of the ball are glued to
gether. The spools do not move on tho axle.
The axlo moves in the sockets cut in
the ball. -
Figures A A indicate where edges of
the ball are joined together.
Figures B B show the boles bored to
admit the passage of the strings.
The pull on tho upper string that Is,
the string running from the smaller spool
will cause the ball to rise, because the
larger spool has the greater leverage, and
will, of course, uncoil, thus at the same
time winding up the smaller spool.
If the cord is relaxed the weight of the
ball will carry it down the string, whllo
If the string is just kept taut, the ball
will remain stationary. If the spools were
exactly the same size, the leverage of
each would exactly balance, and the ball
could not be made to move in either di
rection. It is well to have somo sort of mark on
the string, so that it can be told at a
glance which string runs over the large
spool and which string runs from the
THE most poetical of savage lan
guages Is that of the Madagasses, or.
Malagasses, of Africa. They call every
thing by a name that expresses Its ap
pearance or Its meaning perfectly. Thus,
a hill Is a "mountain child" in the mouths
of these people. Rivers are "water moth
ers." A much-used path the Malagasea
calls a "ripe path."
'The brain is the "head's Innermost,"
and the pupil of the eye Is the "eye
king." The grinding teeth are the "teeth
princesses," and tho fingers are called
"hand branches." If a man Hve3 care
lessly the Malagasses say that ha "Is
eating his soul." "A Jungle of boys" is
the way the youngsters are described
when they gather in numbers, and a
very short space of time Is denoted by
the expression "while one could roast a
A selfish man Is said to be "embrac
ing the crocodile," and a miser Is said to
be a "Jover of the scorpion." If a person
is vain, the Malagasses say that he la
"grass that Is trying to grow bigger than
a banana." The saucer Is the "wife of
Swd No&h one
iay in the
$ring me A
1 1 fV
bacco fill the air with substances most
deleterious to tse book wnarags.