im into the main
saloon, where others assisted him to his cabin. The captain heard of the
trouble and came out on the deck to make inquiries as to whom was to
blame.

He soon got the straight story of it, and at once went to the fellow's
cabin and told him that if he made any more trouble on board his ship he
would have him put in irons until they reached the end of the voyage.

Quite a number of gentlemen then asked Fearnot if his friend was a
professional fighter.

"No," Fred replied. "He is a Wall Street broker, and is also my partner
in a ranch down in Texas."

Both the Elon girls expressed their amazement at his fighting qualities.

"Oh, that's nothing," said Evelyn. "He hasn't been whipped since he was
fifteen years old. I knew that that big fellow would be severely
punished if he struck brother. Now, if he had struck Mr. Fearnot, he
would have fared even worse; for Fred is probably one of the strongest
men of his size in the United States, so far as physical abilities are
concerned."

Of course, there was no more shooting that day. The ship's surgeon said
that the man who had tackled Olcott would not be able to appear on deck
that day.

That evening, as Evelyn and the elder Elon girl were standing out on the
forward deck, gazing at the stars, Terry came up and joined them.

"Mr. Olcott," said the New Orleans beauty, "you are just the kind of a
man that I have been looking for for three or four years. Please tell me
how I can induce you to come courting."

"Too late," laughed Terry, "I'm already mortgaged."

"Oh, my! Just my luck."

"Don't despair," laughed Terry. "You have perhaps heard the old saying
that there are just as many fish in the sea as were ever caught."

"Oh, yes. There are plenty of good men; but no more like you. I don't
believe in fighting, but when I marry I want my husband to be able to
whip any other man."

"All right," he laughed, "if you want me to lick a man for your husband
just to please you I will do it if you will send for me."

"Oh, that wouldn't do. If my husband had to have another man to do his
fighting for him, I would soon get so disgusted that I would sue for a
divorce."

"Well, that shows that every man ought to learn how to defend himself.
If you ever fall in love with a fellow and he wants you to marry him,
insist upon his taking boxing lessons. But let me tell you the majority
of boxing men are generally rough fighters, who like to get into trouble
just to