The Hillsdale standard. [volume] (Hillsdale, Mich.) 1851-1909, 1876-03-21

and the tiend was no more.
oHAPrKR Ia TROPICAL soKNx.
A vessel becalmsd near ths equator
line.
The heat was intense.
In the past intense.
Seated in the forward cabin were two
men, each reclining on ice.
You cannot fail to have recognized
by this faithful description our mys-
terious young friend of the Arctic Sea.
His companion was q skipper.
He had skipped from home some
years before for reasons which We will
not now state.
"And this is tho Equatorial line,
Csp? said the young man inquiringly.
why, OF course, me earty. You
don't suppose I'm lyin' do you ?" re-
piled the skipper, grufiiy.
"No, no. But when the mate said
We were on the Line, you said we must
lie too, for awhile"
you're all"
Before the skipper could finish, the
young man Was on his feet, the hot
blood leaping impstuously to his
checks ~ he shouted:
NO mhu Can Gail ms ihr anu
live /"
"Old ard, me 'earty," exclaimed the
skipper, "'old ard. was about to
say that your a-a-li-ikely young fel-
low"
At that moment the sound OF hurry
ing feet on the deck above attracted
the notice OF the two friends, and then
the cabin doors were hastily opened by
an individual whose gaunt form was
partly concealed by IN Ulster.
He advanced, and abruptly exclaim-
ed:
Gentlemen, do any Of you want TO
subscribe to Blobb's Picturesque Eu-
rip-75 cents number; three steel en-
cravings in each number Pictoor-
esque Europe"
Itwas the young mans Fiend.
you rip. Thought killed you in
the Arctic Sea ?" calculated our hero.
1--WE come Of family who kill, but
We were never killed." retortsd the FL
end, with o sardonic smile.
Without q moments hesitation, the
young man drew his trusty navy revol-
YER and sent seven ounces Of lead
crashing into the brains of the Fiend.
The Book Agent fell insensible.
Always insensible to the feelings of
others, he was more insensible than ev-
er at that moment.
Throw that carcass to the sharks 70
said the captain, as his crew came rush
ing in.
Two minutes after, the lifeless form
was thrown rudely over the vessels
side.
THAT does settle it," muttered the
young man, moodily, as the vessel
steamed away.
CHAPTER iH.-HUNTED DOWN.
A sandy, scorching plain.
A dreary desert land, treeless and
shrubless On all this plain the only
sight Of life an emaciated old man,
with wealth OF silver hair falling in
rich profusion over his STOPPING shoul-
ders. In broad, lsathern belt, which
encircled his waist, were half q dozen
diamond hilted bowie knives and as
many reyolvers. Pseping out from a
rent in his coat tails a mountain how
itzer.
The sun was high in the heavens,
and the air glowed with furnace heat,
yet the old man trod the sandy soil
with the springy tread OF youth.
Ever and anon he glanced uneasily
over the wild waste ahead, and solilo-
quized aloud
at is now full half q century since
/ gazed on the face of white man,
and yet cannot Danish thoughts OF
home. Yes, il must be; I will return
to the haunts Of civilization and rest
my weary limbs beside the graves Of
my ancestors"
Do you recognize our hero Of the
Arctic Sea?
'It is. indeed, he.
The old man halts suddenly aud
gazes intently at the earth.
'Injuns T. he mutters, as he draws
his revolvers and glides behind a stall
wart oak.
At that moment series OF hideous
yells burst upon the air, and band Of
Comanches, headed by o strangely at
tired savage OF ferocious aspect came
toward our hero.
Drawing q bead on the foremost, the
old man drove n bullet into his heart.
as he shouted:
NOuit Oby 10 ECu ucNhot hud sct
how an old man can shoot"
Hold don't shoot" said the leader
OF the band.
And why not ?" asked the old man
scornfully.
The leader advanced. ave are
friends, said he. Friends.
"And what want ye ?"
The leader drew from beneath his
hunting shirt musty looking book,
and advancing with persuasive smile,
replied:
''I want to know il you will subscribe
to Blobb's Picturesque Eurip-thres
steel engravings in each installment--
all Of these red gentlemen have sub
scribed?"
The old man shuddered and gasped
for breath.
"Fiend r. he muttered, gaze upon
this wasted form and whitened head
was once happy and healthy; for
tune smiled upon me, aud my future
seemed bright and promising. In an
evil hour you learned that / hsd once
subscribed for an encyclopedia, and
since then have known no peace.
Amid the ice-bergs of the Arctic Sea,
under the Equatorial sun, and now far
beyond the bounds OF civilization you
have followed my footsteps. Hand me
the book +"
The book agents eye Lit up with
baleful light as he quickly thrust the
subscription book toward his victim.
With desperate effort the old man
opened the book, signed, and dropped
dead.
Fooled Feiled p exclaimed the
agent, moodily. "But his relatives
shall pay dearly for this"
The chatter OF his horses hoofs upon
the Belgian pavement rang sharp and
clear on the frosty air as he disappear
ed in the darkness.
az at least, am safe. Only death
could stay his hand. Wonder didn't
think Of IL before" calculated the old
man, as he arose aud stalked away in
the gloom OF the night toward his
boarding house.
But tho book agent.
EhSu he Is still abroad.
The value es Education.
lack uas heard calling scross the