His Cuban Sweetheart - 1895 - BY A. C. GUNTER. - CONTENTS - BOOK I. PAGE CHAPTER I.-At Edgecliff on the Hudson, - - 5 11.-The Altar Treasure of hlaracaibo, 18 111.-The Veiled Secret of the Leaden Casket, - 34 1V.-Felipes Quest, - - 51 V.--IVait Till IVe Hear From Nixon, 67 IN THE GRASP OF THE SPANIARD. CHA PTEK TI.- Pasado por las Armas, - - 77 VI1.-The King of Emeralds, - 100 VII1.-The Vital Half, - 114 1X.-The Innocent Hand Breaks the Seal, - I33 X.- he Ball from tlle Hammerless Revolver, - I49 XI.- Courage and Quinine - - IGO BOOK 111. A MODERN FILIBUSTER. CHAPTER X 1I.-Helpless in the Forest, - - 170 XII1.-The Ambush on the Aguan, - 184 . XIV.-The Missing Signal Fire, - - 198 XV.- It is the Padre - - 21G XV1.-There is no Stain upon the Robe, - - 233 XVI1.- The Law of the Buccaneers 243 HIS CUBAN SWEETHEART. BOOK I. CHAPTER I. AT EDGECLIFF ON THE HUDSON. YOUNG man Do you know where you are going demanded James Nixon, M. D., severely,-as he nailed his friend, Frank Lorimer, in front of the Hoffman House, on a pleasant August evening of the peaceful year of ninety-. Not quite so hard, Bustcr, remarked the victim singled out of the uptending drift of Americas one promenade. Let up and Ill answer. I suppose I must call you Doctor Jim now Still in the grasp of his classmate, whose stroke was not yet forgotten in the rapid eclipse of varsity heroes, Lorirner shook his tawny locks and laughed, as his captor gravely said There is but one human being now ornamenting this mundane sphere of football who is privileged to call me Doctor Jim, and she is the very nicest girl in New York-bar none But I will answer for you, as you stand recusant. YOU are going back to the Club to dine with me. Lorimer nodded. First there is a little ceremony remarked the returned traveler. So side by side they stood in a few moments, dividing their attention between the deft manipulatior, of the gentleman who practiced a t the bar-of the Hoffman-and those active oergrown frolic nymphs of Bougereau twitching around very roughly that patient satyr who is only one Adam among far too inany Eves, and so pitifully outclassed. Your patients gayly cried Lorimer, as he struck the attitude of the Governor of North Carolina. Your clients merrily rejoined Doctor Jim-in the pose of the chief executive of South Carolina-of that ilk De rzo kis nil nisi, sadly remarked the son of Galen, as he gazed into the wreck of a hlanhattan. 6 4 Les abselzs out tolljozcrs tort, quietly replied Frank Lorimer. Rut neither tort nor trespass-nay, nor breach of promise-even the festive divorce-naught cometh my way. If I ever figure conspicuously in legal circles, I fear I will have to furnish forth the wedding breakfast-with funeral baked meats of my own cooking. In other words, rejoined Doctor Jim, we may admit that r-eh ave toiled all night, and taken nothing. Is this a fair return to Alma Mater for all her years of fostering case Lorimer laughed heartily as they selected a couple of Brevas. Ve might have done worse by old Yale. he gravely argued. In the first place we have both just taken something. I have taken a trip around the world for these two weary years, to restore my nerves, broken down by much midnight oil And you Vhat have you taken How stands the record of the dying year as the Devil some vhat pointedly queried of that very remarkable person, the Black Crook. Doctor Jim Nixon, with an air of professional dignity, admitted taking a long furlough. A pear of European gadding and a tivelve months cruise in the Vest Indies with his esteemed uncle, Surgeon Bradford, U. S. Navy, had filled up his time bill...