Pluck and Luck #139: Jack Wright and His Deep Sea Monitor — page 3: what you’re looking at

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Sah ba Him: others slugged him right and left, without giving him a ¢hanee to defend hmself. | A thrill of surprise, anger and grief passed over Jack. “Why,” he muttered, “it's my dear old friend, Timothy Top- stay!” Timothy Topstay was a former marine with Jack’s father _ on the United States frigate Wabash, and had accompanied _ Jack upon all of his submarine cruises. He was a regular old sea dog, a man who was so addicted to telling yarns that he got to believe his own lies, and was the _ owner of a trick monkey named Whiskers. ae TS boy no sooner recognized his old friend than he sprang _ into the midst of the cowardly gang, doubled up his fists, and ~ struck out right and left. Every powerful blow he dealt knocked aman apraw ane and Jack fought his way through the gang up to, his friend. > “Jack! Oh, Jack!” cried the poor cripple, gladly, as he saw the boy. “Thank ther Lord, ‘ye ha’ come, lad! These lubbers is a takin’ me fore an’ aft.” He was cut, bruised and bleeding, and his clothing was badly we. “Back, you cowards!” shouted the angry boy, as he pulled a revolver out of his pocket and aimed it at the crowd. “Back with you, or I’) shoot the first man who lifts his hand!” e _ There was a dangerous flash in the young inventor’s dark =a) eyes, and the scared toughs recoiled with cries of alarm. _. Don’t shoot!” yelled the leader of the gang, in terrified é age accents, for he knew that Jack would fire at him upon the ¥: slightest provocation. : ah “T’l] put your whole sneaking g gang in jail for this! ” the boy 5 ope ipane : ~ By that time the loafers, nearly sobered up, got out in the etree, and, recovering courage, they began to jeer at the boy = a mis friend, and a few of them were indiscreet enough to A es 3 “Pi teach eu a lesson!” the young inventor exclaimed, as : a8 shower of stones struck him. “They are a hard crowd, Tim!” He took deliberate aim at the guilty parties, and fired sev- a oi eral shots at Her in rapid succession, using up all the cart- sae | Every ball told, for Jack Wright was a dead shot, and he rss: % Pysuiass every one he struck. A fearful uproar arose from the loafers, and they retreated, ar a ‘swearing and threatening Jack and Tim, and continued their Wi _ fusillade of missiles. ‘y ‘Goaded to desperation and rage, upon seeing that the boy ae used up all his ammunition, they came swarming back _ toward Jack and his friend, swearing to wreaka terrible ven- _ Beance upon them. Alarmed by the pistol shots situa the sight of the crowd, : people came swarming from all directions, but it seemed as if oa _ the gallant boy and the old sailor would fall victims of the Re ‘gang's fury before any one could go to their assistance. iy At this critical juncture, Just as the crowd came rushing up to the. two, a spirited team of handsome horses, hitched to a ~ buggy, came sweeping around a corner driven by Fritz Schnei- Piet der, a little fat fellow with a head of yellow hair, a big stom- ach and a pugnacious disposition. With one glance Fritz took in the situation, and, standing An the buggy, he raised his whip, lashed the team, and sent > them Phau perine between his two friends and the gang, bring- aA Bf a SN ; Bits by. “Shiminey Christmas!” Sis roared, vigorously, turning his | Se and fearlessly driving the prancing steeds upon the men. “Got, oudt of mine vay alretty! Hoop-la! You don’t fool } urselluf mit mine friends if I can helb id vonct!” ane went pee whistling whip, up rose the horses on their . . é . ne io : 4 ' - alta © See eden eee eeeatee ~ Fritz rode them down like an avalanene: and, ‘takine fright, Ms the men fled, pursued by all the decent citizens who had. wit. > be nessed the affray, while the young Dutchman, satisfied with scattering them, drove back to his friends, The police afterwards captured the whole gang and jocked 4 them up in jail. ae a Amid the cheers of the people who witnessed the victory of our friends, they got into the carriage and Tim drove them to Jack's house, where they resided together. Ae < Jack was holding a pet of Fritz’s named Bismarck, that the — ies Dutch boy had with him, and Fritz hauled out an old accordion me a which he had gotten repaired, and triumphantly ground out ane tune upon it, much to the finest: of Tim, who hated the im strument. : . Bee In this manner pine reached Jack’s mansion, and left ae team in the hands of a colored coachman, while Tim got up of such an outrageous lie about the fight that they were glad £9. 6 interrupt it by alighting and entering the house. ee je a ‘ \ \ CHAPTER II. - THE CARIBBEAN AVENGER. Jack had a beautiful library on the ground floor of his ineitioes é and, when the three friends reached it, Fritz turned to. the a boy and asked: 1B “Shack, how dot fight vhas all habben vonct, aioe tee “T was out for a stroll,” replied the boy, “and heard a fearfu row in the tavern, saw Tim getting beaten, and went to hia : sistance. Now, come down to facts, Tim, and don’t sree your imagination—what caused the row?” Wa “Why, lads, shiver me, but ’twas all a mistake on. ther part t o’ ther gang,” replied the old man-o’-warsman, ‘taking a. chew of navy plug and giving a hitch at his baggy pants. “Yer 8 I tacked soles ther glee ter get my ee ‘lowance 0 Mie oo pay fer mine, ther bartender says as I mus’ pay fer wo gang drunk, ’cause one o’ them told him I wuz treatin’ 5 fused, 0’ course, an’ ther gang tackled me, ter try an’ up a sham fight, so’s ter escape durin’ ther muss with payin’. When they runned afoul o’ me, though, I fit, I did, | Lor’ bless ye, it wuz hot in thar fer a minnit. Then I got hi pressed, an’ tried ter git out, when you came.” @ “Well, they were a mean gang,” said Jack, “and must all b be ee in jail now, so let us drop the subject. To-morrow I want yot ras both to join me at three o’clock in the afternoon, for ¢ residents of Wrightstown, and people from all over the try, will be down. to the kay to witness the trial of gies Serpent.” : “I’m wi’ you, lad,” assented Tim. “An’ now fll 0. ter quarters fer repairs on my figgerhead.” ~ “Und me, too,” said Fritz. “ I—och! vot's dot?” — Fritz’s green parrot had spied Tim’s little red monkey, ¢ since the time our friends found their pets in Africa, dur’ a previous voyage, the es and beast hated each peed GA ane parrots feathers fly, ie fled from the oun | Tim stumped out after them to save his pet, Brite c after him in the interest of Lp epee and Jaeh was. le ‘laughing at them. The boy studied over the oe of his boat 1 time, and then went out. Night had closed, viene. | datk and gloomy, and the boy proceeded toward Q road: depot to look Poiari shee freight he exp