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he. tae “KLONDIKE mr “WEFKLY. -_— _ .. CHAPTER IX. WHAT WAS IN THE ROCKER—THE CHUMS SEPARA TE—CONCLUSION. ‘“Kit,’? said Phil, grasping Kit’s drip- ping hand warmly, “that little trick of yours, at the wheel, saved my life.’ ‘Glad of it. Was Henderson hurt much ?’’ “Winged, that’s all, By ““Where’s the professor ??? ‘““The boat got too hot for him,’ said_ Bill. ‘*He took to the water, and is just wading ashore over there now.’’ All eyes were turned in the direction indicated by Billtand the professor could be seen climbing up the distant bank. ‘Detectives are after him,’’ said Phil, ‘fand he’s afraid for his life. Whiere are you going, Kit?”’ ‘We're close to my claim and Bill and I have got to take the dingy and put back there. The work I did in the river opened up that wound in my breast and inakes me a trifle weak in the knees.’’ ‘*T am afraid that wound is more seri- ous than youe would have us believe,’’ said Courtenay, anxiously. “Tt will probably lay me up for a few days, but that’s all. When you reach Dawson, send out a doctor. I have a notion that the bullet didn’t graze me, after all, but is in the wound.”’ ‘““Hadn’t you better go on to Dawson with us, old fellow ?”’ ‘'No; there’s some one at the Discovery who will take good care of me,’’ and Kit smiled as he spoke. Turning to Bill, he added: “Pull the dingy alongside, Bill.” While Bill was doing this, Phil asked: ‘Why did you jump overboard after that patent rocker ?”’ ‘“‘Because——’’ began Kit, but was interrupted by a quivering cry coming from the interior of the box-like con- trivance. ‘‘The little girl you are looking for isin there. I believe that the pro- fessor hypnotized her whenever he found. it necessary to keep her quiet, and when he wanted to keep her out of sight he put her in that box. He called it a patent cradle for the purpose of diverting sus- picion.”’ “ANI ready, Kitt’’ tae Bill, holding ii the dingy against the side of the. steamer. Kit stepped down into the boat and Phil caught his chum’s hand again and wrung it with intense feeling. vl can’t begin to tell you 4ow much you've done for me, Kit!’ he cried, “‘but. before I leave Dawson Dll run dow and see you. Good-by, and see that you take proper care of that wound.’ Bill pushed off from thie steamer’ s side and seized the oars. ne ‘(Good-by !’’ called back Kit. “Don't lose any time in examining that patent rocker, Phil!’’ As the dingy and the steainer rapidly increased the distance between each other, Kit could see Phil working ovef the “rocker, » and inafew moments hie lifted out a little girl, Kit had just time to observe that thie child had tangled, yellow curls, and that she seemed bewildered and unable to realize where she was, whien a sharp spur at a bend.in the river blotted the Klon- dike froin sight. “Blamed if that don’t beat me!?? ex- claimed Bill. i ‘‘T was sure there was something wrong with that cradle when the _ professor brought it into our eabin, yesterday,’’ said Kit. ‘*‘He’s a clever scoundrel, and his wonderful hypnotic power makes him capable of doing a good deal of damage. This was a hot deal, and I’m_ glad we’re out of it without getting scorched any worse than we did.’ ‘The only regret I have is that I didn’t lick the socks off that crazy Dutch- man,’ soliloquized Bill. — ‘You may have a chance at him, yet,’’ smiled Bill. ‘‘But I’d advise you to be careful for he may give you more than you bargain for.’’ “Amp !’ snorted Bill, derisively. “The Chinks didn’t make the only hot strike at Vulture Hill,’’ went on Kit; ‘‘I inade one myself.”’ “How's that??? + Fa ‘*Look at.this.”® —« eat Kit drew from his pocket the ore sam- ple that he had taken from the boty hand in. Boliver’s den. It was of the same character as the de- composed quartz- -vein and was flecked — By ALL MEANS See A FREE BUTTON OR PIN—SEE LAST PAGE. ’ é . , _ ve. , . sy ’ é — . t alg 2 3 cae ~ 4 Ss Hi ‘comieBboobe corn