Chapter 1
_ CHAPTER I
THE "DOCK RATS" OF NEW YORK OR THE SMUGGLER BAND‘S LAST STAND
BY "OLD SLEUTH"
"Hold, Stranger!"
The words fell from beautiful lips under the most exciting circumstances.
A boat rocked upon the calm water that murmured along the shore, when a young man came down from the upper bank of white drift sand, and seized the tiller rope. He had the rope in his hand, his arm was upraised to draw the boat to his feet, when he was startled by hearing the words with which we open our narrative.
The young man turned toward the speaker, and encountered a sight that caused his handsome eyes to bulge with amazement.
It was a clear, cloudless night, and a half moon shed its diminished radiance on surrounding objects, and revealed to the astonished gaze of the young man the weird-appearing figure of a young girl.
One glance was sufficient to announce the fact that the girl was beautiful, but alas! in what questionable shape did she appear? She was attired i

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