Dick Halladay's pranks, or, Fun at Strykerville Academy

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Dick Halladay's pranks, or, Fun at Strykerville Academy

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F=IVE C:.ENTS A '-OMPL.ETE "Trapped!" exclaimed Dilks. '"Run for it." But the officers were too quick for them, and springing upon them, threw them to the ground. Meanwhile Griselda was stealing away unnoticed, but Dick caught her and held fast, although fought viciously, like a wild cat.

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l BRAVE-BOLD A Different Complete Story Every Week 1-d Wlldq. By la.SO pw year. E ntered 11ccordi'ng-to Act of O>ng-ress i n tM yea r 1if tlw 0,liu ti/ tlu Libr11rian t1i 0Jn,rdu, Wasl 1ing1 on, D c. S T R E E T & SMI TH, 238 Wi'lli'am St., N. Y. No. 64. NEW YORK, M arc h 12, 1 90 4. P rice Fiv e Cents : DICK HAL L ADA Y'S PRANKS: OR, F un a t Str y k erv ille Acade m y. CHAPTER I. DICK, THE NEWSBOY. "Morning papers! Herald, Times, Trib i me, T-V orld and Sun! Paper, si r?" "No. Come round t h e corner.'' "Sir?" "Come with me around the corner "What for ?" "I want to talk to you a minute Come a long?" "Can't. "Why not?" "Ain't. Herald, Times, Tribune--" "Dry up You make a worse racket than a n escape pipe "Dry up when I s ell out. Herald--" "How much is your s t ock worth?" "Cant' tell 'thout a calk lation "Well, calculate, then "Biz, sir; must 'tend to biz. Stock on hand must b e cleared out, else profit and loss'll bankrupt me quicker'n l ightnin'. Can't clear 'em o u t if I go round the corner g ab l i n'. That's b iz." "All right. Four H eraldses 16, two Timeses 8, three Tribunes 12, no Worlds nothin', five S i ms IO. H e_ralds 16 and Tim e s 8, that's 24, and Tribunes 12, that's 36, and liV orlds nothin', that'.s no more, and Sims IO, that's 46 coppers, all told, which is the extent of capital I have at present expended in this h e re risky biz. Discount to the trade b o ss. Here' s yer chance to start m biz Buy 'em?" "Yes. Here's fifty cen t s.'' "Korrect. Four cents change "Never mind the change." "What do you mean by that?" "What-biz?" "Yes." "Don't you know?" "Do you?" "Cert'nly. Biz is biz, greeny.' "Don't b e insolent." "Yes, I do. Four cents change. Here you a re, boss. Where 's th e stock to b r deliver.1d ?" "To me." "All right There y ou a re! Thunder I What di d y ou pitch 'em in the g.: tter for?" I. '''

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BRAVE AND BOLD. "Never mind. I bought and paid for them, and hiive a right to do what I please with them. Let them alone. Now that you have some spare time, come with me." "Where?" "Just around the corner, out of the way of the crowd, where everybody will not hear what we have to say." "Important, ain't it, customer?" "Yes." "All right. I'm convenient, as the bruisers say. 'Lead on, I'll follow,' as Ham. says to the ghost, down to the Bowery." "Come on, then." "Come on it is. I'm always 'On Hand.' They went around the corner. We had better seize this opportunity to describe the characters whose conversation we have reported. The one who, when we introduced him to the notice of the reader, was selling the papers was, / of course, a newsboy. He was a bright, intelligent-looking boy of fourteen, rather tall for his age, slender and well-built. 111e other was a dark man of thirty, with black hair, eyes and mustache. He was very elegantly dressed, an'd appeared to be a gentleman. When they had gone a few blocks, and were in a quiet street, the gentleman stopped. "Now, I suppose you'd like to know why I brought you here?" said he. "I cave, customer." "How?" "I give it up." "Oh!" "Let's to biz, customer. I can't afford to stand here when I can sell a lot more papers if I'm spry. Mebbe you will take the next lot off my hands if I'm sti,tck ?" 1'Not if I know it. Now, we'll get to business. Do you know Dick Halladay?" "That's my cog." "J;,h ?" "That's the name I answer to." "\i\Tell, speak English.I' "'I'll talk United States straight, customer." "See that you do. Tow, do yon want a rrood job?" "That's me." 110ne that will pay well?" "Bet your pile on that, customer." "Very well. Will you do exactly as I tell you. if you earn a dollars ?" ''Straight as a die. That's a pile of money, cus tomer." "Yes, a good deal for you to make in a day. The truth is, I have been recommended to you as a lad who is as bright as a dollar. and who s e wits are always about him." "What's to be done, customer?" "You'll learn, but not from me. You are to go to 129 Amity Stteet, third floor, second door from landing, and knock. Do you follow me ?" "Straight as an arrow-129 Amity Stfeet, third floor, second door, knock." "Right. 'When the door is opened you are to say: 'From Bogardus, for 268.' Can you recollect that?" "Slick as grease. 'From Bogardus, for 268.' "Very well. They will tell you when you get there what is wanted. If you do what they want of you they will pay you one hundred dollars, and to-morrow morning you may go about your business with your money in your pocket." "Suppose I don't choose to do what they want, after I get there?" said Dick, cautiously. "Then you can come away again about your business. What do you say?" "A hundred dollars all to once is slathers o' money) cus tomer, and I think I'll go and find out what I'm to do to pocket the shiners." "Good. You must go right away, though." "All right, customer. I'm off like the Black Maria. Will you be there?" "No. That will make no difference, though; you know the number?" "129." "Correct." And with this last word the gentleman turned and walked quickly away; and the newsboy, with a puz zled expression on his face, stood gazinl2" steadfastly after him till he disappeared. CHAPTER II. NO. 129. When Dick came to consider on the promise he had made, he did not half like it. He could not imagine what the service could be that he was expected to perform. 'evertheless, there could no injury result to him, he thong-ht, for going to see about it. So, as soon as the strange man had gone out of sight, he also went away. but in an opposite direction, and pro ceeded toward Amity Street. Jo. 129, he found, when he arrived in front of the building, was a house of indifferent appearance; that is, it was not a very good house, nor a very bad one, but an ordinary three-story affair, with green blinds, and looking as if a coat or two of paint would do it no especial injury. After he had taken the bearings of the outside, he went in through the open door and up two flights of stairs to the third floor.

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I BRA VE AND BOLD. 3 Then he went to the second door from the landing and knocked. There was a shuffling inside, and voices muttering, and then the door was opened an inch or two. "What's wanted?" asked some one inside. "From Bogardus, for 268," answered Dick, remembering his instructions. The door was opened, and he was seized and dragged in unceremoniously by the collar. "Go slow!" exclaimed Dick, indignantly. "I'm no rag baby." "Bogardus-268," said the man. "Take a chair." And he lifted Dick up and deposited him on a three legged stool. "Now, let's know," said the man. But Dick, before he said anything, first took a survey of the room and its occupants. The room itself was large and square The floor was bare, and the two windows opened on a. dirty courtyard in the rear of the house. There was a bed in the room, and three or four three l e gged stools, similar to the one on which Dick was sit ting. The men of whom there were two, were rough-looking and bearded, and one of them had a scar on his right cheek, extending to his forehead, which disfigured him horribly. "Why don'f you speak, and tell what you're here for?" said the man with the scar. "No hurry," said Dick, coolly, looking unconcerned and at hi::: ease, although he began to w ish himself well out of the place. Thinking it was best not to anger the two, however, he told them of the interview with the man downtown. "Now, look here," said the scar-faced man. it's all right, but we'd better know names. yours?" "Dick Halladay." "I guess What's "Well, mine's Mr. Dilks, and this here gentleman's my pard. His cog's Mr. Botts." "That's all right," said Dick. What can you do?" "Most anything. Sing, dance, whistle, play the banjo, mouth organ, fiddle, jew's harp, or anything." "Give us an exhibition of your vocal powers," said Mr. Dilks. 'With the utmost agony I am yours truly,' as Tony. Pastor says. Here goes : "I'm not satisfied at all, at all, With where I am but could I .only be where I am not, Depend on it, I would." "What d'ye mean by that? Ain't you satisfied with being here?" growled Mr. Botts. " 'Exquisite l y delighted,' as Southron once remarked. "Say, Mr. Dilks, didn't I do that about as well as Johnnie Fielding could?" "Well enough done," muttered Dilks. "Thought so. Give you some more? Pay attention, and keep both eyes and ears open "The next runs thusly: 'I wish I were a tomcat, And you were a tiny mouse, And we should be the occupants Of this old three-story house,. If I should get right out of here And try to escape to sea, If you'd refuse to let me go 1 Then up you'd be. "What's the matter, Mr. Dilks? You l ook kind of black around the eyes." "Gobble me up, would you?" snarled Dilks, looking daggers. "Swallow down my chum, would you?" growled Botts looking vengeance. 'The roosters crow The pigs do squeal! The calves do loudly b a wl! Oh! those are the sounds I like to hear, There's music in them all.'" trolled Dick. "How's that, Mr. BJtts? If Jimmie Thayer should hear that he'd never smg again-be ashamed." Dilks looked highly incensed. Botts looked mad. "Roosters crow," said Dilks. "Piggs squeal," said Botts. "Calves bawl," said Dilks. "Calls us roosters and pigs sa d Botts. "D'ye hear that, Dilks?" "And calves," added Dilks, looking threatening. "No such thing," said Dick. "I was only singing, all, Mr. Dilks. You wanted me, you know. that was the way, maybe, I was to tpe shiners." At this Dilks looked at Botts. "Sharp," said he. "He'll do," answered Botts. "Do what?" asked Dick. "\ 1 "I'll tell you," said Dilks. "Pay attention. Walls have ears, sometimes. Draw your chair up close." Dick drew his three-legged stool closer. "Now," said Dilks, "do you want to maRe a hundred dollars a little easier than you ever made a dollar in your life?" "That's me." "I'll tell you how you can do 'it!W; "Propel." "By getting in at a window.'; ;

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4 BRA VE AND BOLI "Eh?'" "And opening a door." "What's next?" "That's all." "When?" "To-night." "What if I don't agree?" "Do you see that closet?" "Yes." "And this handkerchief?" "Yes." "And this rope ?" "Yes." "Well, the rope'IJ go round your hands and feet so tight you can't move; the hankerchief'll go over your mouth so tight that you can't make a sound, and you'll go into that closet and the door'll be locked so close that you'll never get out before you're starved to death." Inwardly, Dick trembled. He believed that they would have no hesitation in doing as they threatened. ''What do you say?" asked DiJks. "I'm on hand." "Then you'll do it?" "Like a house a-fire." "I 1hought so," said Botts. "You're too smart to let a chance like to make a clean hundred go by." "I'm always on the track of the shiners," said Dick, with an nod to Botts' grimace. "I don't often let 'em slip." At this Mr. Dilks, having patted him patronizingly on the liead, lighted his pipe and slnoked complacently, while stretched himself out and went to sleep. CHAPTER III. NO. 268. After dark Botts went out and bought some bread and meat at a cheap restaurant. Of this all three ate heartily. Then they sat down and talked and waited until an old bull's-eye watch which Dilks produced, pointed to the hour of midnight. "Time to go," he announced. "Come, boy, get ready." Dick was up in a minute and had his hat and coat on. 'Tm ready," he said. Botts was, also. "Come on, then," said Dilks. "Look here, boy, are you sure you're straight?" "Straight as a loon's leg," said Dick, decidedly. "Corne on, then." :,.., 5a"ing, he led the way from the. room? and, having carefully locked the 'door, they went downstairs and out of the house into the street. The weather was not at all like it had been when Dick entered the house. Then it was clear and light, and the sun was shining; now the sky was covered with clouds, and a fine, drizzling rain was falling Keeping Dick between them, they walked for some time at a rapid gait. At length they stopped. "268," said Dilks. By the dim light of the street lamps, Dick that they were in front of a large brownstone house. No lights appeared. All were evidently in bed and asleep. Dilks looked up and down the street. No one was visi ble. The policemen were, no doubt, stowed away in shel tered doorways. "Come on." said Dilks, in a whisper. There was an opening or narrow alley between that house and the next one, and through this they went into a back yard in the rear of the house. "Be still as death," whispered Botts, pinching Dick's arm. There was a back pfozza to the house, and they as cended to it. Dilks took from his pocket a small diamond, with which he removed a pane of glass. "There's a burglar alarm fastened to the window," he explained, in a low tone. "I darsn't raise the sash, be cause that would spring the infernal thing and kick up a deuce of a row in there. Somebody must crawl through and go down and unfasten the basement door from the inside. I ve been around the house, making believe I was a tin peddler, and found out all about it. They didn't put any alarm to the basement, because they believed there was no use of it, for there's three bolts, two hooks and a lock on it. You're to get through window into the back parlor, go through that to the hall. At the end of the hall you'll find the door to the basement. Go down, unlock and unbar door, and let us in. Do you 11nderstand ?'' Dick nodded. "Then go ahead. You'll have to go feet foremost, or you'll strike head first on the other side and Id.ck your feet through the wi11dow. I"ll put you through. Place your hands close to your side." Dick did so, and Dilks ltfted him up and pushed him feet first through the window. He came do\vn upon his feet in the room without noise. Dilks put his face to the opening. "Henry," he whispered. Dick walked softly away from the The place

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. BRA VE AND BOLD. 5 was dark. as pitch, and he was obliged to search at ran dom for the door leading into the hall. By good luck he soon fotmd it, however, and, opening it, stood in the hall. On the right, he knew from the direction, must be the door leading into the basement, by which he had been directed to go by Dilks and unbar the door. of doing this, he went exactly in the contrary direction and reached the main stairway. Nor did he pause here, but went quickly up and felt along the wall on the next floor for a door On,this he knodced softly No response. He repeated the knockinga little louder. 1'\Vho's there?" asked some 011e, drowsily, as though aroused from a sound sleep. "Come to the door-quick!" whispered Dick. A shuffling noise, as if the person inside was getting out of bed, and then the door opened a little. "vVhat's wanted?" Dick explained. "They're going to rob the house," he concluded. "\iVe'll stop that, as snre as my name's Pemberton Can you shoot ?" "Plumb center," said Dick. "Good. Then I'll not call the servants. They'd make a racket and spoil everything. \i\iait a minute." He went into the room, and returned in a minute with two pistols. one of which he handed to Dick. "Now, come on," he said. "We will both go into the basement. You unbolt the door, and as soon as they enter we will give it to them." Dick was in his element; he liked this exceedingly ; it would give him a chance to gel even with Dilks and Botts for detaining him all day and threatening to starve him to death in the closet. As still as mice they stole downstairs to the parlor floor, and then::e to the basement. Dick unbolted the door. while Mr. Pe111lJerto11 stood ready. "You've bem an almighty long time," whispered Botts, as the door opened. "I couldn't f..nd the way. Com hurry in, and let me shut the door." Instead of waiting, however, he retreated to where Mr. Pemberton stood. The forms of Dilks anrt Botts now showed in doorway. "Fire!" whispered Mr. Pemberton_ Crack-crack l went the pistols. Botts fell. vVith an exclamation, Dilks turned and ran. Crack! Another shot from Dick's pistol. Dilks uttered a cry, but r an on. He was hit, but not hard enough to stop him. Dick pursued him out into the darkness, but he turned the corner, ran down the alleyway, across the street into another and was out of sight. Dick went back and found l\Ir. Pemberton bemling over Botts. "Dead," said he "As a doornail," said Dick. By this time a policeman. attracted by the firing, came running up. Then the servants, frightened almost to death, apwith white faces. Then another policeman. Mr. Pemberton explained. "Take that carrion away," he concluded pointing to Botts' body. The officers lifted it between them and carried it to the station h0t1se. "Now, go to bed, you cowq.rds," said Mr. Pemberton, sternly, turning to the shaking servants. "You come with me," he continued, turning to Dick, "where we can talk this matter over." They went into the library, where Mr. Pemberton lighted the gas, and Dick told him everything \\' hen he described the man who met him downtown when he was selling papers, Mr. Pemberton looked troubled. "It must be--" he commenced; then checked himself, and continued: "No, that cannot be. He would never prove so ungrateful. But, my lad, you use very good language for a newsboy." "My iather was a lawyer," Dick explq.ined . "When he died, I was left without a cent, aFJd as I had nobody to I help me, I took to selling papers "And you have continued at that ever since?" "Yes, sir." "You are too intelligent and are growing too old for that now. You should be doing something else .. "Can't do it, sir," said Dick. "Haven't any morJey, and don't know enough." "Ah! You wo11ld like to learn, eh?" "Yes, sir. It has always been my to go to school." "Then you shall go." "Sir?" "You shall go to school, if yot; wish it. you." I will send "Do you really mean it, sir?" asked Dick, astonished almost beyond belief. "Certainly I mean it My boy, Tony, who is about your age, is going to Strykerville Academy in three You shall go, too Stay You shall go before he does /

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6 BRAVE AND BOLD. He is away now, on a visit, and there is no use delaying you until he returns You shall go at once. \i\Till that suit you?" "Yes, sir; if you r eally mean it "Of course I mean it. But come, we must go to bed now, and get some sleep. It's three o'clock in the morning." l He showed Dick into a very pretty room, knd left him to go to bed, he did, but got very little sleep; he was so excited, thinking over the change that was about to take place in his life. A week thereafter Dick, his trunk well filled, and wear ing better clothes than he had had for many a year, found himself on bis way to Strykerville Academy. CHAPTER IV. AT STRYKERVILLE. Strykerville Academy was situated six miles off the line of railroad, and this distance was accomplished by means of a slow old coach of ancient manufacture and wooden a-""<:les. Into this Dick climbed, after having seen his trunk strapped securely on behind, and in an hour was told by the driver to "tumble out." "What's the row?" said Dick. "Anything broke?" "No. Strykerville ." "The Academy ?" "Yes." Dick climbed out and found himself in front of a gate opening into a kind of a park. Through the trees a large building could only dimly be seen, for the sun had gone down and it was grow ing dark. The driver put the trunk down by the roadside and drove off. A boy, much larger than Dick, was swinging lazily on the gate, and as he approached, showed no disposition to descend from his perch and allow the gate to be opened. "Are you coming down off that gate?" asked Pick, sharply, after he had waited a full minute. The boy adjusted an eyeglass and looked straight at Dick, going over him from head to foot. This angered him. Springing baci{, he darted against the gate at full speed, bursting it open, and sending the boy at full length on the gravel, scratching his face and shivering the eyeglasses into a dozen pieces. He picked himself up, felt of his bruised face, and re garded the eyeglass ruefully. "Get out of the way next time,'' said Dick, "and you'll not get hurt." "Are you coming to school here?" asked the boy. "Yes." "Then look out for me; I'll lick you for that." "All right. Have it out now?" "No. Old Scragg would be along and nab us both-. oh, I can wait! The fun of licking you will be all the sweeter when it does come." "Perhaps you won't have as uch fun as you imagine," said Dick. "Any time you feel like it, let me know. I'm willing to accommodate you right away, Scragg or no Scragg. Who Scragg, anyhow?" -"Head master. He's next in authority to the principal here." "Oh Well, you don't want to have it out now?" "No. I'll lick you to-morrow when we can get out of sight. My name is Harper. You'll find me around." l "My cog's Halladay-bick Halladay. You 'll always find me on hand." "You won't b e on hand for a while after I've done with you "Don't fret. Make some paste and stick that eyeglass toge t her. You 'll ne e d one when I'm done with you. So long, Harper, till to-morrow. Stick a plaster on those scratches; they don't add to your beauty," said Dick, adding, as he walked away. "Have some raw beef ready for your eyes to-morrow, Harper. It's as good as oysters for inflammation.'' As Dick walked up to the house he could not see much of the scenery, for it had grown quite dark, and lights were already showing inside. On the piazza sat an elderly man, who, as he approached, came to meet him. "Are you Halladay, the new boy?" he asked. "Yes, sir," said Dick. "I am glad to see you. I am Mr. Landon, the principal. I hope you have had a pleasant journey." you, sir-yes, sir," said Dick. "Where is your trunk?" "At the gate, sir ." "I will have it brought up. You will room alone until young Pemberton arrives. Granby!" "Yes, sir." A boy about Dick's age came up. "Show Halladay his room-number 19, Been to sup per, Halladay?'' "No, sir." "You'll get some in the dining hall. You will show him where it is, Granby ." "I will, sir," said Granby, and he led Dick away to his room, where he divested himself of his coat.. and hat and commenced to bathe his face. "Granby, who's Harper?" he asked, as he combed his hair. "Harper! He's the bully of the school," said Granby.

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BRA VE A.i\D BOLD. 7, "The bully What do they call him that for?" "Becact5e he's bound to have his own way, and licks everybody that don't agree with him in everything." "Oh. He does, does he?" "Yes. How did you hear of him ?" "I met him down at the gate." Dick then related what had taken place at the entrance. "Gracious!" exclaimed Granby. "I'd awfully hate to be in your shoes. He'll pound you foarfolly." "That depends," said Dick. ''Don' t you fight 111111 said Granby. "'i\Th y not ?" "He can whip two of you. Fle's t\vice as big and heavy." "That's nothing. He can ha\'c the chance, if he wants it." "You'd better let him alone." "Had I? Let's go dow11 to supper. I'm that hungry T could eat shingle nails." They went down into the dining hall, which was de serted, the boys having already eaten. Granby left him there, and Dick made his supper alone. He then went back to his rMm. and taking off his coat, threw it on the bed. Snap! went something inside the pocket. ''Those infernal torpedoes!" he exclaimed. "I forgot to take 'em out." He placed his hand in the pocket and drew out half a dozen large-sized torpedoes and a lump of soft. sticky substance. "Shoemaker's wax, that I had for waxing that string," he said. "It's lucky that I had it well wrapped up. I wonder where the schoolroom is? I think I'll hunt around and see if I can find it." Replacing the wax and torpedoes in his pocket, he went downstairs to the first floor. and found the schoolroom at the end of a short hall. He went in and stayed twentv minutes. V\lhen he came out, the torpedoes and wax were not in his pocket. "There'll be fun in there to-morrow," said he. Then he went to his room and went to bed. CHAPTER V. THE :FIGHT-OfCI('S PERIL. "Gentlemen," said Mr. Scragg, "our respected princi pal, fr. Landon, has been suddenly called away on busi ness, and he has deputed to me the duty of opening the school in his absence.'' The scene was in the schoolroom, at nine o'clock on the morning following Dick's arrival. Dick had entered the room with the rest, and, in defac:it o.f the place which was to be assigned him, had taken seat beside Granby. The speaker was Mr. Scragg, head master, who looked at the boys with a severe expression. as if to say: ."You'd better behave yourselves to-day. I'm looking at you. No nonsense.'' As Mr. Scragg concluded his opening address, his expression changed from severity to what is considered a look of benignity, and he rested his long arn1 on the desk and gazed at the boys contemplatively : Crack-snap-bang! Mr. Scragg jumped backward as though he had been shot, struck the principal"s chair and rolled over on his back on the floor. He picked himself 11p quickly, however, a11d with a very red face went to the desk and examined it. "Torpedoes!" he exclaimed. "Torpedoes! A vile compound of saltpetre and gravel stones exploded in my face! -my face! The ;,ice of Elihu Scragg, head master of StrY,kerville Academy! I call upon the guilty culprit to stand boldly forth and declare himself, and be publicly caned the whole school. To one stirred. Mr. Scragg sat down in the principal's chair an
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8 BRA VE AND BOLD. A cry, which sounded to the boys very much like an oath, escaped him. He withdrew his head, and the boys saw a ludicrous sight. The bald spot on the top of his head was a pool of ink, which ran down in torrents into his eyes and over his face. It dripped in large drops from the end of his nose and fell on his shirt bosom. A large bottle of ink had been fastened to the desk lid and, when it was raised, had inverted and emptied contents. Such a yell as had never been heard in Strykerville went up from the boys They lost all control of themselves, and throwing them ..c;elves back in their seats, laughed and shouted immod erately. With a gasp Mr. Scragg sprang up. There was a loud tearing of cloth, and a large piece was left iri the chair. He made for the door wildly. There was an enormous rent in his unmentionables. And from the result, as he disappeared, a white flag fl.uttered wildly. There was a scene of the most utter confusion in the schoolroom Dick and Granby kept their seats. "Who do you suppose did it?" asked Granby. "How sh o uld I know ?'' said Dick. "It's very strange. Nothing of the kind ever happened before." "Then it's time it commenced." Gr;mby looked at Dick, suspiciously. "Blest if I don't believe you did it," he said. "Keep mum," said Dick. "Tight as a bottle." An under teacher, entering, put a stop to further con versation. His face assumed a very severe expression, but Dick observed a sly twinkle in his eye. "Young gentlemen," he announced, "you are to have a half-holiday to allow Mr. Scragg to recover from his shock. The disagreeable affair has just happened will be investigated this afternoon He vanished through the doorway. "That's Mr. Bolton," said Granby. "He's the best one of the lot of them, and he's mightily pleased, only he doesn't dare to show it, you 1 know." "Let's go out in the air," said Dick. "Come along." They went out upon the grounds, where they found boys busily engaged discussing the affair. Not one suspected Dick, as he was a newcomer and they did not suppose he had been in the school befo:e. Dick and Granby walked up to a small group who stood under a tree. Among them was Harper. "Hello, Harper!" said Dick, familiarly. "How's the goggle? Got it mended yet?" "Clear out!" said Harper. "I don't want you to speak to me; nor look at me, either "The cat may look at the king-and speak to him, too, for that matter," said Dick. "Ami get a licking for its pains." "Maybe." "You'll find out if you don't vamoose." "Will I?" "Yes, you will. I haven't forgotten last night." "Haven't you? I should think you'd be anxious to You didn't cut a very pretty figure." "You'll cut a worse one if you'll just come out of sight of the academy for ten minutes." "I'm your chicken." "A mill, a mill!" cried s e veral boys together. "Go down to the grove and fight it out." They adjourned in a disorderly mass to the grove of maples at the extremity of the grounds. Granby stuck to Dick. "You'd better let Harper alone," said he. "You'll get a pounding." ''Will I?" "Yes, he's a regular bulldog. "He'll be a cur dog before I'm done with him." "Well, if it's really to be a mill, I'll back you." "Thanks. That's I wanted to ask you. I don't know any of the rest, you see "I'll stick to you." "Make a ring," cried one of the boys. A ring was made by the boys forming in a circle and Dick and Harper entered it. As they stood facing one another, it certainly looked as though Dick would get the worst of it. Harper was large arid stout, and possessed great strength He was both taller and broader than his an tagonist. Dick was quite slender, as he stood in the ring with his coat off, but he was well-built, and spry and agile. Harper struck out first. It was a heavy blow, but Dick sprang aside nimbly and it missed him. In return, before Harper could recover his ground, he sent in a hot one for the chin. This staggered Harper and made. him more cautious. Making a feint with his left, he struck out heavily with his right and hit Dick on the forehead. After this they closed in and struck out right and left,

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BRA VE AND BOLD. 9 giving and taking blows that were of very little conse quence. Suddenly Dick sprang backward and, before his en emy could prepare himself, leaped forward, delivering his right and left as he did so. Harper went down flat. First knockdown wa& claimed by 'Granby. Harper's seconds called "time." This ended the first round. In a moment Harper was up again, smiling and con fident. They faced each other. As the fighting was about to recommence, some one on the outside of the ring called : "Run! Bolton's after us!" Everybody ran in different directions. "We'll settle this after exercise this afternoon," called Harper, as he ran one way. "All right," cried Dick, as he scampered in another. When Mr. Bolton came up he found the grass tumbled ba
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IO BRAVE AND BOLD. "No. At least, that was not his main -object. It was an old grudge." "Tell us about it." Dick told them the story, beginning with the man who called himself Bogardus, and ending with the scene at .Mr. Pernberton's house, on the night of the attempted bnrglary. ''And the fellow, to revenge himself on you for shoot ing Botts and w.ounding him, tried to 'kill you." "That's it," said Dick, ' and he came precious near it, too." "Indeed he did. Had it not been for the little girl, you would have been dead now, mstead of standing here re lating the story." "A little girl!" exciaimed Dick. "I see no girl. Where is she?" "True. \tVhere is she? J was so touched about yoti, and interested in your story, that I forgot all about her." ''She climbed over the -..vall like a kitten, sir,'' said one of the boys, "just as Halladay came to." "Do you know who she is, sir?" asked Dick. "Yes. She is the daughter of Mr. Long, of the 'Wil lows,' the estate which joins the grounds." "If you please, sir, I should like to go and thank her for saving my life." "No doubt the principal will give you permissio\1-you had better move away from this part of the ground, boys; the rascal may be hanging around still. I shall go into the village and inform the proper authorities and organize a pursuit." He went back to the school to inform the principal of what had occurred, and the boys adjourned to the edge of the grove, where the fight between Dick and Harper had been interrupted. As soon as they arrived here Harper came swaggering out from the crowd. "Come, let us finish it," said he. "Finish what?" asked Dick. I "The mill." "Not now." "Why not?" "Because I'm too weak." "That's all in your eye. You're no more weak than I am." ; "That's not so,'' said Dick. "And you know it. You know that Dilks choked me till I was insensible, and it'i? impossible for me to get back my strength all in one minute." "Gamn ,, ;1. It you vant to back out, say so." l don t want to back out." Then come 011.'1 now.'' T h e n give up-licked." "I'll not do that, either. I can licK you easy in a fair fight, when I'm in condition." "Oh, you can! That's the way fellows that are afraid always talk, but they never come up to scratch. You are a coward." "That's a lie," said Dick. "\Vhat !" cried Harper, growing red in the face. "I said you lie," repeated Dick. As Dick said this, the two. boys were standing close together, and Harper struck out as quick as thought. But Dick had been looking for something like this, and jumping back, he avoided the greater force of the blow, which, if it had struck him fatrly, must have knocked him off his feet. "Shame!" cried several of the boys. Dick recover e d hitnsclf quickly, and, before Harper could recover his guard, hit him a fair one on the fore head. In his customary state of strength, a blow as fa i r between the eyes as this would have knoc) ed an antagoni s t off his legs, but in Dick's present weak condition it pro duced no effect on Harper beyond staggering him slightl y "You're played out," said Harper; "now I'll pound yoti to a jelly." He squared himself, put himself in position and rushed at Dick, who prepared to defend himself as best b e could. "Shame-shame!" rose from the boys. Harper stopp ed and glared at them fiercely. "Who said that?"' he asked. "Let me find out and I"ll polish him off, after I've had it out with this game cock." "You'll not have it out with him to-day," said Granby as he stepped forward, accompanied by strVeral of th e larger boys. Harper saw that the popular feeling was against him. "I suppose it will keep," said he. "It will have to," said Granby. "We're .not going to see you knock the life out of Halladay in his present weak condition. Look at the black mark around his neck now where Dilks' fingers went. He isn't strong enough to fight a baby. His wind is not good enough now. He'd faint before he'd be at it two minutes." "It's my opinion he's shamming to get rid of it," said Harper. "He didn't like what he got before." "He gave you about as good as he got ,'' said Granby, "and I don't know but a little better." "I'll be all right to-morrow,'' said Dick. ''I'll show him then what I can do." "\Viii you?" sneered Harper. "I only hope you'll keep your word, and not sneak around and keep out of my reach, that's all."

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BRA VE AND BOLD. .II "No danger," said Dick. "You'll find me, and you'll be glad enough to get rid of me, too." "Well, you can't have it out now," said "Hall aday is in no conditi o n to fight. Come, Dick, let's go for a stroll." They walked around the grounds until it was nearly dinner time, and then went to look at the stabl e s, so as to be near the house when the bell rang, for Dick had a pious regard for his stomach. "Old Scragg has a coll e ction of plants and fossils in the wagon house chamb er,'' said Granby. "What do you say if we go up and take a look at them?" "I don't mind." "We'll have to be pretty sl y though, for if Scragg catches us he'll h .av.e us caned, besides sending us to the bottom of the class." "That's all right," said Dick. "I don't mean that he shall capture us. I wonde r if he s got the ink rubbed off his face yet ?" "Or his trouse rs m ende d Oh, m y when the flag of truce appeared I ithou ght I sh ould burst." "He'll be ev e n with me for that y e t," said Dick. "How can h e when he doesn't know who did it?" "He'll find out s o me way The se things don t keep, they always get out s o m e ho w." "We ll, this won't. Only we two know of it, and I'm sure neither of us will tell." "I'm not so sure of that." "You d o n t suspect me, I hope," said Granby, in a hurt, grieved tone. "Not a bit, old fellow," said Dick, quickly. "You wouldn't tell on me ev e n to s hie ld yourself. Come, let's go up and have a pe e p at old Scragg' s fossils." He stepp e d out, but Granby caught his arm and jerked him back suddenl y "There' s old Scragg himself he whispered. "Keep close. Get b e hind this column." They stowed themselves away, as only boys can do, out of sight. Peering around the column, they saw Mr. Scragg take a short ladder from the side of the barn, and place it by the wagon house, so that its end reached to the upper door. Then he ascended, entered the place and disappeared. "His face his clean,'' whispered Granby. "Yes,'' said Dick, laughing. "And he has changed his unm. entionables." "Did you notice the downcast look he had ?" "Yes, as if he were going to his own funeral." "And no chief mourner." "And his widow were going to marry her first love. I say, Granby." "What is it ?" "Is there any way of getting down from here except by the ladder?" "No." "It would be a joke to remove it and keep Scragg there." "Good! Let's do it." "We must hurry. Scragg will be coming down now to prepare for dinner." They went out silently and were at the foot of the lad der wh e n Dick espied a lar g e tub, the sides of which were smeared with some greasy liquid It was not exactly a tub, but a hogshead had been cut down about one -third from the top and an iron hoop put on. "Gra nb y,'' said Dick, "what's in the barrel?'' "Cook calls it swill,'' said Granby. "It's all the grease and offal that collects in the kitchen, mixed with greasy water that she washes the dishes in. It's a nasty mess, I can tell you." "Help me bring it here," whispered Dick, letting go of the ladd e r. "What for ?" ''I'll s how you. You'll see some fun in a minute if you do as I tell you." "All right." "Come on, then." They rolled the hogshead on its edge by inverting it a little, yet not sufficiently to spill the mixture, which emitted an unsavory aroma, until it rested by the wagon house, underneath the door and behind the ladder. "My! how .it smells,'' said Granby, holding his nose "Awful!" said Dick, imitating his example. "Now stand close to the wall and be ready to pull down the ladder when I give the word." They flattened themselves against the side of the building and waited. Presently Mr. Scragg came to the door, and, without looking down, commenced descending the ladder back-ward. "Now, Granby,'1 whispered Dick, grasping one side of the ladder, "pu!L" Granby pulled with a will. Down came the ladder with a crash". As it fell, Mr. Scragg threw out his hands with a yell and caught the door sill. Dick and Granby retreated under tlf., e shed. Mr. Scragg, hanging like grim death with both hands, commenced to kick and yell. "Murder!" cried he, "I shall be dashed to pieces! Some one help me I Help! To the rescue!" At this, Dicl<, anxious to be a little nearer, stepped out from under the shed, as if he bad been attracted by Mr. Scragg' s cries.

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12 BRA VE A:\D BOLD. ''What's the matter, Scragg ?" he asked, coolly. "Matter!" cried Mr. Scragg, struggling desperately. "Idiot! Don't you see? I am suspended here, 'mid heaven and earth, and shall be dashed in pieces on th1r rock-bound coast." "Draw it mild, i\Ir. Scragg," said Dick, "there's no coast here, and I don't see a single rock." "I unatic idiot!" yelled Mr. Scragg, struggling with his strength to climb back into the doorway. "EleYate your knees, a11d hoist your feet above your head, and curve your neck, and invert your elbows, and !-{ive a long pull altogether and you will suddenly dis c over that a sufficient altitude has been attained to enable you to plant your understandings on the door sill," re p e ated Dick. r. Scragg c e ased struggling and contrived to twist his head far enough over his shoulder to see who was ad dressing him. "Is that you. Halladay?" he asked, piteously. ". 1obody else," said Dick. .. Assist me, Richard assist me in this grievous strait to which the falling of the accursed ladder hath r17-dnced me." "Reduced you!" said "It seems to me you're ele v:.ited, instead of reduced." "Verily, I am elevated," panled Mr. Scragg. "From Lhe Latin hrnbus; and meanetl1 a place of restraint. Verily. l am in limbo. Release me. Richard, from the ragged edge--"' ''Of a door sill. It can t be done, Scragg, I've just been choked to death, and haven't strength enough to lift a small1sized kitten, let alone a ladder. Hold on tight. I'll go for some one who'll take you down." Dick retreated a little distance, and stood perfectly quiet. Mr. Scragg hung suspended by his hands, without a motion, for he knew that struggles would exhaust him all the more quickly. Yet he did not neglect to groan, and now uttered anathemas and said prayers alternately as interludes. Presently his fingers slipped little by little toward the edge. He felt himself going, and made a last effort to draw hiplself up. This was more than his overstrained sinews could bear, and they relaxed suddenly. \Vith a howl of despair the head master foll. He struck in the very center of the tub, and, his knees giving way under him, he was entirely submerged. He rose again, reeking with the filthy stuff, his nose ... 1 1 full, and his face covered. 'ragg climbed out at last and ran for Dick. Dick retreated, and, being more agile than the head master, kept out of his reach. "You villain!" cried Mr. Scragg at last. "You did that." "Did what?" asked Dick, innocently. "Fell into the swill barrel? Oh, no, Mr. Scragg, I didn't; you did. Oh, my! how you smell! Don't come any closer to me, if you please." He held his fingers to his nose and retreated. 'Oh, you '11 suffer for tl:iis !" cried Mr. Scragg, furi ously. "Please keep your distance, .Mr. Scragg," said Dick. "You really are very offensive. I am very sensitive to the bad effects of swill. It affects me very seriously." "Oh, you outrageous heathen!" cried Mr. Sc?..agg, .:s have been committed against l\Ir

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BRAVE A.J.\D BO.t.D. 13 Scragg, the honored and respected head master of this academy, and second in authority to me, I have deputed him to a.ct in this matter with full power to use all means at . his b:immand to discover and ,punish the perpetrator of this vile outrage which has been committed against him." iVIr. Landon sat down, and Mr. Scragg arose and faced the school. "Boys," said he, "to-day the vilest ou trages and most heinous crimes in the history of Strykerville Academy have been committed. I, Elihu Scragg, have been most shamefully abused; I have been scorched with powder, I have been stuck fast to my chair, and an inkstand has been emptied of its contents on my head. I have : also been submerged in a filthy mass of liquid sub stances prepared for swine, called in the Latin, Swilgaw, which meaneth to swallow. Verily, I swallowed a large quantity of the filthy stuff which vulgar people have named swill, and my stomach it rebelleth exceedingly, and has become grievously sore." Mr. Scragg pressed both hands in the pit of his stomach and groaned dolefully. l\1r. Bolton's face worked convulsively, if he wanted to laugh, but did not dare. "No, you'll not; you quiet. Scragg doesn't know you had anything to do with it." "But I'm not going to let you take all the pounding when I'm to blame as much as you are." "No, you're not. I got you into it. Besides, it will not make my pounding any too easy if you get thrashed, too. You keep quiet, Granby." While they whispered t ogether Mr. Scragg had gone up to Sutton, who would not come out on the floor. "Come out," said Nfr. Scragg. I don t warit to be licked when I haven't done any thing." whimpered Sutton. Mr. Scragg grasped him by the collar and drew him out on the floor. He raised the cane. Dick stood up in his seat. "Hold on, Mr. Scragg," said he. Mr. Scragg. looked that way. 10h, it's you, is it!" he said. "You'd better sit down. Your turn will come soon enough." "But I have something to say, Mr. Sc -ragg," said Dick. "Sutton doesn't deserve to be whipped. I put the torpe does unde r the desk lid.'" Dick and Granby sat as if nailed to their seats, not a muscle of their faces moving. "Oh, you did !" '"Yes, sir." "Perhaps you put the sticking plaster on the chair." "I did, sir." "I have my mind on the perpetrator of the last outrage," continued l\Ir. Scragg, having again obtained control over his stomach. "And I can place my hand on him at any moment. Presently I shall do so, and shall so punish him that he will hereafter play no more practical jokes upon me. I shall pay attention now to the)irst offense, and I call' upon the boy who stuck me to my chair and smeared my face with ink to come forward and confess." Of course no one arose and came forward. "I did not expect the offender would come \ forward and acknowledge his guilt," continued Mr. Scragg, "and I shall proceed to cane the whole school, one by one. By that means I shall surely punish the real offender. Sut ton, you are the nearest, and your turn will come first." "I've done nothing, sir," said Sutton, who was a little fellow, and quite He began to whimper. 'Look here, Granby," whispered Dick. "I can't stand this I can't sit here and see that little fellow flogged." '\Vhat are you going to do about it?" asked Granby. "I shall own up," said Dick. "And get caned within an inch of your life." 'I can't help that. I am sure to be caned on acc ount of the swill, and it may as well all come once." 'Tl! have to take half of the swill pounding..'' said Granby. "And placed the inkstand so that it wonld drench me." "I did that, too, sir,'.' said Dick, who could not restrain a g-rin as he thought of the ridiculous figure Mr. Scragg made, with the ink running down over his face and dripping from his nose. "And youre laughing at it now I" cri e d 'Verily the spirit of levity is uppermost in It must be lowered." l\Ir. Scragg. your nature. "Certainly, sir," said Dick. "You were lowered con siderably, and it's no niore than right that I should be." "I lowered! I, Elihu Scragg, head master, lowered?" "Of course you were, sir." "Verily," said Mr. Scragg, employing his favorite ex pression, 1'this passeth understanding." "You were lowered into a swill tub, iower than I shall ever be, I hope. That's on a level with swine, l'vf r. Scragg." "Cluck, cluck!" came from i\Ir. Bolton's direction. l\fr. Scragg turned. around fiercely. "Diel you laugh, J\Ir. Bolton?" he asked. ''I! no, sir." s:i.id Mr. Holton, who was very i;ed in tb e face. "Not l.'' "I thougbt you did," said J\Jr. Scrag-g. I Ialaclay, come iorward. Dick a;:--roache
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14 BRAVE AND BOLD. "Higginson," said Mr. Scragg, "come and horse Hal laday." "I'd rather not, sir," said Higginson, who was head boy in the school. "You refuse ?" "I. must, sir, respectfully." "Very good; we will attend to your case presently. Is there any large boy in the school who will volunteer to horse Halladay?" "I will, sir," said Harper. Several hisses were heard. "Silence I" thundered Mr. Scragg. "Come forward, Harper." Harper came up, well pleased to do anything he could against Dick. "Get up on that bench, Halladay," commanded Mr. Scragg. Dick stepped up on the bench, and was compelled to put his arms around Harper's neck. Harper seized his hands and held them firmly, while Mr. Scragg proceeded to administer chastisement. Dick never moved nor uttered a cry, and Mr. Scragg did not pause until he was so utterly exhausted that he could not strike another blow. "There," he panted, as he sank back, breathless, on a seat. "That will teach you not to experiment with tor pedoes and tar, and ink,. and swill, on me again. Un loose him, Harper." Harper let him down, and, very sore and stiff, but plucky as ever, he went baak to his seat. "The punishment was well merited," said Mr. Landon, now coming forward. "It will serve as a warning in the future. Boys, attend to your studies." Every head was bent low over a book, and the exer cises went on as if nothing uncommon had happened. CHAPTER VIII. HARPER FALLS INTO A TRAP. "Goodness I how Scragg laid it on," whispered Granby, when all was quiet. Dick laid his head down on the desk, and was shiv ering. "I ought to have walked up, like a man, and got my share," continued Granby. "You did just said Dick. "How would it have helped the matter if you had got pounded as well as me?" "I don't know," said Granby. "But I shouldn't have felt so much like a sneak, that's all." "No; but you would have felt a great deal worse. My I bow my back smarts !" "Harper ought to have been ashamed of himself to hold you," he said. "There is not another boy m the school who would have done it." ''I'll get even with him yet." "How?" "I don't know. I'll find a way, though." "I wouldn't fight him." "Wouldn't you? Well, I will, then." "He's too big for you, Dick." "Is he? That remains to be seen. I didn't come out of it so badly yesterday." "I know. But he'll tire you out in the long run." "No whispering there, Grai;iby," said Mr. Scragg, from his desk. Granby subsided, and remained quiet until school was out and they were upon the playground. No one said anything to Dick about his chastisement, for it was a point of honor among the boys never to re fer to any affair of that kind after it had happened; at least not to the victim, no matter how much they might talk about it among themselves, beyond the hearing of the one to whom the stick had been applied. Harper was among a group of boys, and was proclaim ing loudly his powers and endurance as a runner, and challenging all to a trial of speed. No one s e emed inclined to take him up, however. As Dick passed, Harper eyed him but did not speak. He rubbed his back, however, significantly. Dick and Granby went to the grove. Before they had been there long a shower came up so suddenly that they had not time to reach the house before getting a thorough wetting, and they remained under a tree for shelter. Presently it cleared away, and Dick observed a pool of rain water standing where there had been a depression in the ground. "Granby, where do they run foot races?" he asked. "Right here," said Granby. "I've half a mind to have a try with Harper." "I wouldn't." "Why not?" "Because you are sore and stiff from the caning you got, and he'll beat you." "I don't mind that," said Dick. "YOU don't?" ','No. Just watch me, and you'll see some fun, if Harper will run." Dick took a piece of stout twine from his pocket, and tied an end to a tree by a path. Then he stretched the string across the path about six inches from the ground, and fastened the end to another tree. "What are you about?" asked Granby, mystified.

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BRA VE AND BOLD. IS "You'll see,'' said Dick, chuckling, as he went to the water and stirred it up with a stick until it became very thick and muddy. "Now come on," said he. "We'll go and fi.'1d H:i.rper. You challenge him for me I don't want to speak to the beast." "All right," said Granby, begiuing to understand. The boys had come out of the building, after the shower, and were standing near the place where Dick and Granby had left them. Harper was still bragging about his speed ''Do you want to run?" asked Granby, going up to him; "because if you do you can be accommodated." "'Vho's the man?" "Halladay." "All right." Both boys removed coat. and hat, and stood ready. "Let's you and I go up to the coming-out place," said Granby to Higginson; "there will be need of somebody there to decide." "Come along," said Higginson. Granby led the way along the edge of the grove, being careful to avoid Dick's rope. They stationed themselves at the end of the course. Presently a shout from the boys announced that Dick and Harper had started. At first both kept side by side; then Dick purposely al lowed Harper to lead him. As they neared the hole, Harper looked over his shoul-der and said, tauntingly: "Is th
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f \ 16 BRAVE AND BOLD. Suddenly Dick sprang off a step and struck out hard, hoping to take Harper off his guard. Harper was watching for soine such thing, however, and avoided it. Before Dick could recover his balance he received a left, right straight from the shoulder. He went down like a bullock. Granby called "time." This was the conclusion of the first round, and Dick got the worst of it. Harper's stock went up. Dick's fell correspondingly. No one now had any doubt as to how the fight was going. Harper was certain to win. Granby lifted Dick and carried him to his corner. "Wake up!" he said, slapping him on the back. Dick opened his eyes. His head was spinning round like a top, and his ideas were confused. "Where am I?" he asked. "What has happened?" "Come, come," said Granby, impatiently. "Don't you remember?" "Oh, I know," said Dick, as he looked around and saw Harper and Higginson on the other side of the ring. "Are you going to cave?" asked Granby. "Cave!" exclaimed Dick who was fast b e coming all right. "Not much. I'm all right, and I'll lick him yet. "That1s the talk," said Granby. "Has your man had enough of it?" asked Higginson, coming over. "No," said Granby. "There's lots of fight in him yet. He's all right.'' "He don't look like it." "You'll see in the next round. He'll lick your man yet." "Take a fiver that he don't get knocked out of time next round?" "Yes." "All right." "It's a bet.'' \ "Yes. Come, parade your man, or throw up the sponge.'' "We're all ready." "And anxious," said Dick, who had fully recovered. "Be careful," said Granby. "Don't let him surprise you this time. You are spryer than he, and ought to be able to keep out of his way . Another knockdown like that will fix you." "That's all right,'' said Dick, confidently. "He won t do it again; you'll see." "That's right; keep up your courage Go in now, Harper's waiting;'' Harper stood in the center of the ring, standing care lessly with his hands by his sides, and as Dick ad v anc e d cautiously he tried the same game which sent Dick to grass before. That is, he sprang forward suddenly and struck but with both hands, as before, hoping to take Dick off his guard. Dick, on the watch for this dodge, stooped, and Harp e r's fist passed over his head. Then, being under Harper's guard, he struck upward with all the force he could throw into the blow. Both fists, first the left, then the right, struck Harper under the chin, lifting him bodily off the ground and knocking him off his legs like a i:;hip. He fell heavily. Higginson carried him to his corner. Dick retired to his. "I told you I'd fix him,'' he said. "I he'd try that same game again, and it's the easiest thing in the world to beat it when you know what's going to be done." "You'll be too much for him yet, if you can stick,'' said Granby. "His game will be to tire you out. He can take a great deal of pounding." "He'll get enough of it this round, or I'm mistaken. I'm going to get him into chancery." "Good. If you can do that you'll knock him out of time." "I'll fix him. See if they're ready." "Is your man ready yet?" Granby called to Higginson. "Yes." "Send him out then; we re tire d of waiting." Harper advanced to the center, showing signs of pun:. ishment. His tongue was cut and swollen, and his mouth was bleeding. He had evid e ntly come to the conclusion that he had a more formidabl e antag o nis t to deal with than he had ima g ined, and resolved to be more wary. He advanced cautiously. Dick did the same. A few blows of no consequence were exc,hanged, and then both stood looking at each other, watching an o pen ing. Suddenly Dick sprang forward and feinted with his right at Harper's face. Harper threw up his ha,nds to ward off the blow, and Dick, quick as a flash, shot the left into his stomach, doubling him up like a ball. Before he could recover, Dick thre w his left arm around his neck, drawing his head down, and with his rigJ:it_ cqm. menced striking upward blows on face. Every blow told Harper struggled to break away, but it was of no use. "Drop!" cried Higginson; "drop, you fool, or he 'll kill you!" Granby clapped his hands and jumped up and down. "Hold him, Dick!" he cried. "You' ve got him. Give it to him!" "Down, Harper Drop, I tell you!'.' cried Higginson. ''Fall under!" Harper did drop, and Higginson dragged him to his corner. Granby grasped Dick's hand. "You'll do it!" he e x claimed. "I don't believe he'll come up again.' "I don't know ab out that," !laid Dick. "He'll stand an immense amount of pounding." "Has your man got enough of it, Higginson?" asked Granby. "No. He'll be out in a minute." "Hurry him out or throw up the sponge. We can't wait an hour."

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BRAVE AND BOLD. At this Harper got on his feet and advanced once more. But he d\d not look as if there was much fight left in him. One of his eyes was entirely closed and the other nearly so, and he was shaky on his legs. Dick played around him as he chose. Every blow told. At last Harper went clown like a log and lay still. "Is your licked?" asked Granby. "Yes," replied Higginson. "Hurrah!" shouted Granby. The boys crowded around to shake hands \\jith the vic tor, a d conb'rarulate him. CHAPTER X. LOBSTERS AND GHOSTS. Dick had gained a very popular victory. None of the boys liked Har{J'er. He had been the bully of the school and had tyrranized over them. He had thrashed so many of them, upo1\ slight provoca tion, that they had come to the CO!:dusion he was invin cible, and they had better accede to his and sub mit to his insults. Now it had b een shown that he could be whipped, and by a smaller boy than hifriself, who had pluck. The stock in a fallen hero goes down rapidly. Harper's reign was over, for either one of a doz e n of the larger boys wo uld now have been willing to try their muscle with him, and only wondered why it was that they had be&n so cowardly and afraid before. Dick and Granby sauntered slowly back to the house. On a bench by the side of the house sat Monsieur Louvre, the French teacher. He looked up from his book as they passed, and smiled and nodded. Both boys took off their hats in return. and bowed. At the rear door of the part occupied by the principal and his family there was a large covered basket. Dick eyed it curiously. "I wonder what's in the basket, G11anby ?" he asked. "Don't know," said Granby. "Let's find out." "Agreed." They went up to the basket and raised the corner and looked in. It was filled with lobsters. "Granbv," said Dick, "there's a chance for some fun." "How?;' "Keep your eyes open and you'll see." Dick stooped clown, and, seizing one of the lobsters carefully, removed it from the basket and closed the lid. Then he walked back to the schoolroom, and through it to the window near which, on the outside of the ouild ing, Monsieur Louvre was sitting, calmly perusing Le Juif Errant and musing on the miseries and depravities of society therein resented. Reaching through the window, which was open, Dick dexterously deposited his burden on the French teacher s back. Then he and Granby retreated a few feet from the win dow to a position from which they could see and not be seen, and watched. As soon as the lobster-which was perfectly activefound a resting place, its first movement naturally was to grasp something with its claws, like a crab. That "something" happened to be Monsieur Louvre's ear, which was his most prominent feature. It seized his ear and shut down hard. Monsieur yelled and sprang up. The lobster thumped like lead against his back. Monsieur, with his eyes starting nearly out of his head, with fright, threw up his hand to seize the bold intruder. As his hand came in contact with its disengaged claw, the lobster shut down on his index finger with a snap. "Sacre-e-e-e !" yelled monsieur, with a prolonged howl, struggling to release his finger. The lobster bit all the harder and held it firmly. Monsieur commenced to dance violently up and down. "Le diable !" he yelled. "Ou-u-u-f !" He commenced to call loudly for assistance, as he was really in pain. "Granby," said Dick. "Let's go and take it off. It will eat him He went out where the Frenchman was dancing. "What's the matter monsieur?" he asked, innocently. "Le diable I Take him off!" Dick, with a great deal of trouble, and the use of con siderable force, removed the lobster and threw it on the ground. Monsieur rubbed his ear, sucked his injured finger and viewed the object of his discomfiture. "Ze lobstare !" he exclaimed, in a tone of surprise. "Yes, sir," said Dick. "He must have come from the pond." The French master shook his head. "Lobstares do not grow in ze fresh water," said he. "He came from ze schoolroom." He eyed Dick suspiciously, rubbing his injured ear meanwhile. Dick had nothing to say. In imagination he saw the cane looming up, in the man's features, and could almost feel it his back. "How did he get in ze schoolroom?" continued mon sieur. "Escaped from the kitchen, maybe, sir," said Dick. "Can't tell, sir, unless he climbed up the wall," said Granbv. "Lobstam; do not climb perpendiculars. Sbme one put him through ze window." "How can that be, sir," asked Dick, "when I was in the schoolroom and would have seen any one who dared to do such a trick?" The Frenchman grinned. "Dick Halladay," said he, "I think you shall receive a caning in ze morning." Monsieur Louvre walked off, holding his injured ear, and Dick was left to reflect on his chances of a caning in the morning. "You're in for it," called Granby, through the window. Granby had kept carefully hidden out of Monsieur Louvre's sight until that gentlem<).n retreated. Now he came out to Dick. "Well, suppose I am," said Dick ; "who cares?' "I don't believe you care much," said Granby. "What's the use?"

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' r8 BRAVE AND BOLD. "None. Only a flogging hurts." "That's so. But a fellow can get used to it after a while, I suppose." HI don't know about that,'' said Granby, shrugging his shoulders. "\VelI, don't fret," said Dick. ''It isn't you that's .going to get it." "No. I'm out of it." 1\i\That shall we do next?" "I don't know." "I don't know much about the house yet," said Dick. "Suppose you show me around a little before supper." "All right." They went through all the unoccupied rooms on the second and third floors. "\Vherc does that lead to?" asked Dick, pointing to a ladder at the end of a long hall. "To the garret," said Granby. "Ever been up?" "No." "Let's go." "I don't believe Mr. Landon will allow us to go up there." "What's the odds? He'll never find it out. Come on." Dick went up the ladder, and Granby very reluctantly followed. There was not much to see when they were up. -/ The garret was used as a place of storage, and all the old traps that had accumulated in years were stored away there along the sides of the Jong room, under the eaves of the building: As they were coming away, Dick observed a hole in the floor. Dick went down on his hands and knees and looked 'through. "Whose room is this underneath, Granby?" asked Dick. Scragg's. I think," said Granby. "Let me take a look." He got down on his knees and applie-0 his eye to the hole. "It's Scragg's," announced, after an exam.ination. "I see his Sunday wig on the table-I say, Dick, we could give him an awful scare I" "How?" "Scragg is a spiritualist, and he is always trying to get' the ghosts to come and talk with him, as the mediums s.av thev hone through the knothole. Mr. Scragg was not yet in bed. Granby peered through. "He's sitting in his nightshirt, smoking." he announced. "He'll blow out the light in a minute. The pipe's almost out."

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BRA VE AND BOLD. A moment later the light was no longer seen. "He's in bed," whispered Granby. "You must come to the knothole, Dick, and do the talking. Your voice is deeper than mine. Make it as sepulchral as you can. We'll see if old Scragg is as brave as he makes believe." Dick took Granby's place, and, lying down fiat on his stomach, placed his lips close to the hole and said, in a hollow voice : "Elihu I" CHAPTER XI. MR. SCRAGG IS BAPTIZED. Dick's voice through the knothole sounded as sepulchral as though he had been dead and buried a year, and it was issuing from a tomb. It did not appear to emanate from 11ny particular place, but seemed to be all over the room. Dick and Granby listened. Mr. Scragg did not speak, but there was a suspicious creaking of the bed. "Give it to him again," whispered Granby. "Elihu !" groaned Dick, in his most dismal accents. "Oh, Lord!" groaned Mr. Scragg, from the bed. "That's your sort," whispered Grat'lby. "You're rousing him up. :Put as much brimstone in your tone as pos sible. Fire away." "Elihu Scragg !" "Good Lord!" exclaimed Mr. Scragg. "Elihu awake !" "My Lord! I am!" "I am thy father's spiiit !" wailed Dick. "Saints preserve me!" groaned Scragg. "Am I a second Hamlet? Hamlet saw his father's spirit and died soon after. I hear my father's spirit and I shall die. Oh, please, Mr. Spirit, go away." "Elihu," said Dick, through the knothole, "thou hast often appealed to the spirits of the air to come." "Holy mother preserve us!" cried Mr. Scragg. "I did not expect they would appear to me in the middle of the night, with the light out. "We who come from the shrine of Pluto shun the light anci love the darkness." Mr. Scragg covered his head with the bedclothes, and groaned loudly. 1 "Elihu," continued Dick, "hast thou ever been bap tized ?" "No, good Mr. Spirit, but I will be. I will even be bap tized to-morrow-immersed, dowsed, anything, if you'll only go away." "I will baptize thee, Elihu." "Oh, please, good Mr. Ghost," ejaculated Mr. Scragg, "don't do it. Oh, please don't. r cannot stand it. I had hydrophobia when I was young, and the sight of water ever since would throw me into convulsions." "I shall baptize thee with blood, Elihu." "Oh, Heaven !" "With warm, bright blood, taken from the heart of Pluto." "Oh, holy-" "Uncover thy head, Elihu I Uncover it, I command, that thou may'st receive this saving ordinance "Oh, please, good Mr.--" "Uncover, Elihu! Bring not down upon thee Pluto's wrath.'' "Oh, saints and patriarchs!" "Uncover!" "Oh, Moses and Elijah!" "Take off the covering!" "Oh, shades of Paul and Timothy, defend me!" "Once more, Elihu, beware how you disohey the command of the dead Pluto." "Oh-h-h-h !" "Is it done, Elihu ?" "Y e-e-es I" "bo not move while I prepare to administer the sacred rite." Dick turned away from the knothole and commenced fumbling in his pocket. "You've got yourself in a nice fix now," whispered Granby. "You've told old Scnrgg you are going to bap tize him, and you can't do it." "Can't I? Wait and see." "I don't see how." "Feel of this.'' Dick produced a long and slender instrument. "What is it?" "A syringe, already loaded." "With what?". "Water." "Oean ?" "No. Dirty as mud." Granby chuckled rather loudly "Be quiet," admonished Dick. ''He'll hear Y?U, and that will spoil all the fun." Granby crammed both fists against his mouth. ''I'll have to guess at the direction," said Dick. "I wonder if I'll shoot straight?" "M'y How he'll squirm !" chuckled Granby. "Like a bobbed eel," replied Dick. Mr. Scragg's groans continued without interruption. "Elihu," said Dick, applying his mouth to the knothole. "Yes, Mr. Ghost. Oh Sts. Peter and Paul, take it away!'' groaned Mr. Scragg. "A.re you rearly to receive the saving ordinance?" "Please, Mr. Spirit, can't you wait till daylight?" "No. The fates have decreed that it 4nust be administe,ed at this hour Is your head uncovered, Elihu?" "Yes, Mr. Ghost. Oh. Lord, I shall collapse!" "And go up in a balloon," chuckled Granby. "'Shut up!" said Dick. Mr. Scragg continued groaning and calling upon all the saints in the calendar, and saying his prayers between time. "Elihu !" called Dick. "Wh-a-a-at !" answered Mr. Scragg. "Are you prepared ?" "Y e-e-e-s." "Is your head uncovered ?" "U-m-m-m !" "Then I shall proceed to administer unto thee, oh, favored mortal, that which has been vouchsafed to no being in the flesh since Pluto stole Proserpina and carried her away to the infernal regions, where, sitting on his left, with the dog, Cerberus, and Parcre guarding them,

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'I 20 BRA VE AND BOLD. and the Harpies hovering around them, she reigneth with them still." Mr. Scragg's teeth could plainly be heard chattering. "Fire away, Dick," whispered Granby. Dick pointed the syringe at the spot where he thought Mr. Scragg's head ought to be, according to the sound of his voice, and punched away at the piston. "S-s-s-s-st I" went the water. "Oo-o-o-ch I" yelled Mr. Scragg. ; "You've hit him I" exclaimed Granby, who was with suppressed laughter. "Hold me, Dick, or I shall shake to pieces." 'Be still, you fooL Do you want Scragg to hear you?" "Hear me? Oh, my goodness! He couldn't hear a cannon. Ha, ha I Ha-a I" "Murder!" yelled Mr. Scragg. ''I'm shot I straight through the head. By Pluto l Ily my father's spirit l t Let me out !" He jumped out of bed and ran for the door. The cord which Dick had fastened to it held it tightly. Mr. Scragg ran to the window. It was closed. He threw it up and commenced hallooing loud enough to wake the dead. "Murder! Thieves! Ghosts!" "Hobgoblins !" added Dick. "Fire! Water I Blood!" cried Mr. Scragg, his voice rising with each word nntil it ended in a perfect howl. '" Dick began to get frightened. "He'IJ have the whole house up I" he exclaimed. "Lot'_s hurry down and take the string from the door and get to bed." They ran down the steps. Dick caught his foot on the top of the lad.der and pitched to the bottom. Luckily he was not hurt. He w as up again in a minute and before Mr. Scragg's door. Mr. Scragg was still at the window, calling loudly for assistance. His frenzied cries echoed through and through the house. Dick could hear footsteps approaching hurriedly. Two slashes of his knife freed the rope. and they ran as as fast as ever Tam o' Shanter rode for the dormitory. Each jumped into his own bed, and in a second both were, to all appearances, fast asleep CHAPTER XII. MONSIEUR LOUVRE MEETS WITH A MISFORTUNE;' Mr. Scragg redoubled his cries for help. And Monsieur Louvre, having been aroused by the cries of Mr. Scragg, had tried the door and found it fast. He then put his head out of the window and commenced shrieking murder, fire and thieves as loudly as had Mr. Scragg, across the hall. Mr. Landon was the first to reach 'the room of the headmaster. He opened the door quickly, and found Scragg with his head stuck out of the window, yelling Rushing up to him, he grasped hin1 by the collar and pulled him back into the room. Mr. Scragg's face was very pale, and his short nightdress and the nightcap which was drawn over bis head rendered his appearance ridiculous in the extreme. "Baptism l Blood! Ghosts!" yelled Mr. Scragg. "Eh!" Mr. Landon. "Pluto Prdserpina Cerberus!" Mr. Landon laid hold of his ear and twisted it. Mr. Scragg howled. "Have you gone crazy?'' exclaimed the principal. "Hamlet! My father's spirit I" yelled Mr. Scragg. Mr. Landon, losing all patience, thumped his head against the back c;if the chair. "You're drunk !" he exclaimed. This imputation upon his sobriety at once aroused Mr. Scragg. "Drunk!" he exclaimed. catecl? It is not so!" "I, Elihu Scragg, intoxi"What is the matter, then ?.:l "I have seen spirits," said 'Mr. Scragg, solemnly. "Nonsense!" '"Nonsense! No, sir. I believe I a man who e veracity is unquestioned." "Certainly !" "Then I say that I have seen spirits. I, Elihu Scragg, headmaster of Strykerville Academy, have heard the spirit of my father, and he has spoken to me." "Pshaw!" : . "And I have been baptized in olood 'drawn from \he heart of Pluto." "Humbug!" "No; it is no humbug. I have the proof." "You have been dreaming-." "Dreaming! when the blood in which I was baptized is on my face!" exclaimed Mr. Scragg, becoming angry. "I see no blood;' said Mr. Landon. "There is no blood there. My advice to you, Mr. Scragg, is to go back to bed am:! sleep off the effects of your potations." "Nq blood therP 1; .cried Mr. Scragg, his hand to his face and feeling the dirty water whie/l Dick had from the syfinge. _Then, sir, although you are rpJ" if not in wisdom,_.I shall make bold to say that yoti-do not k.now "what blood is." "I know its color; at least. All human blood that I have ever seeP, 'is red, and this resembles very dirty water:" '.: Mr. Scragg passed his hand again over his face and k1oked at it. f., -His astonishment ,ras intense. He had expected the prtlm would be covered with blood. Instead he saw a very -dirty liquid, which c;losely resembled water. "This is singular," he said. "Not at all, Mr. Scragg." "I say it is I" exdaimed Mr. Scragg, forgetting the re :spect he owed h,s superior. "Verily, it is exceeding strange. Can it be that Pluto's blood is not red?" "Mr. Scragg, you are a fool!" said Mr. Landon, be coming very angry, and forgetting politeness in his excitement. "A fool I" cried Mr. Scragg, doubling up his fists and placing himself in a pugilistic attitude. "I, Elihu Scragg, fool! Verily you are my superior, Mr. Landon, yet, nevertheless, I am sorely tempted to punch your head I" I

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BRA VE AND BOLD. 21 Mr. Landon, nothing loath, having been insulted and browbeaten by his inferior in position, squared himself. The result would have been exceedingly doubtful, had not the door opened and :tvionsieur Loune, having dis covere.d that he could make his escape from his room, come m. "What is all ze racket?" exclaimed monsieur. ''Be gar, ze house has been lifted from ze foundation by Mon sieur Scragg's what you call him-howl !" "Mr. Scragg has received a severe shock," said Mr. Landon, with sarcasm. "How?" asked Momieur. "Spirits!" said the principal. "He has seen the spirit of his father." Monsieur executed a pirouette. Then he paused and twirled his Louis Napoleon mus tache and grinned. "Monsieur, he take one little bit tod much of ze wineze visky," said he. "He see ze snake and ze-what you call him hobgoblins. He have ze blue Gevils, ze delirium tremens." Mr. Scragg yelled with fury. "You miserable little frog-eating, pusillanimous, \Vaterloo Frenchman!" he cried. "Take that!" He threw out his left fist very scientifically. It hit mon sieur in the left eye and made him see stars. It was followed by his ri!?;ht, which caused monsieur to see more stars, and sent him rolling on the floor. Then he proceeded to pound the Frenchman soundly, but Mr. Landon drew him off. "For shame!" cried the principal. "Is it not enough to become drt.1nk without beatin'g my assistants?" "Let him learn to keep his tongue between his teeth, then!" cried Mr. Scragg, again forgetting his rhetoric and using slang. To frog-eating Frenchman shall accuse me of being subject to delirium tremens." "Then yon still persist m the absurd story of having been visited by your father's spirit?" "Yes. And being baptized in Pluto's blood." "Very dirty, 'muddy blood," said Mr .. Landon. "\.Veil, may not Pluto's blood be muddy?" demanded Mr. Scragg. "Who will dare to say that the blood "'of the gods is red, like that of mortals?" "Not I," said the principal. "Come, Mr. Scragg, let us see if any of Pluto's blood was on the pillow, and if so, what color it is." "Ab, you did not inform me of this before." "No. In my e.xcitement I neglected to." "My door was fastened, too," said Monsieur Louvre, who was sitting in the middle of the floor, nursing his eyes, which were rapidly closing. "When I tried to go out I found that I was fastened in my room." "Well, it is certain this substance is dirty water," said the principal, positively, "and that it was thrown by some one. Mr. Scragg, we will examine the ceiling. Be kind enough to hold the light." l\fr. Scragg, standing on a chair, held the lamp, while the principal, standing on a sofa, made an examination. "There is a hole here,'' he said. He placed his finger to it. "And it is wet," he continued. "The water which struck you came through this place. There is no doubt of it." He conti.nued his examination. "ft is evidently a knothole," said he. "Let us go up into the attic and make an examination." They descended from the chairs, and, leaving monsieur still sitting on the floor holding his eyes as if fearful they wQuld start from his head and leave him, left the room and walked toward the ladder. "One moment," said Mr. Landon, as they paused at the foot of the ladder. "Well?" replied Mr. Scragg. "It is evident that some one of the bovs must have had a hand in this. Would it not be well for us to go into the dormitory and see if they are all there?" "Yes." "Let's go, then. Walk softly." They went on tiptoe to the door of the dormitory and opened it silently. All was quiet. The dormitory was situated at the extreme rear of the house, while the teachers' apartments were in the front; consequently, the distance being so great, Scragg's cries had not reached them, and they were sleeping soundly. Dick and Granby were snoring loudly. Satisfied that all were sleeping1 the principal and Mr. Scragg turned away, and, walking to the ladder, ascended it and entered the garret. CHAPTER XIII. "A very good idea," said Mr. Scragg, who, since his chastisement of the Frenchman, had in a great measure subdued hi,s excitement. GRISELDA. They examined the bed and found the pilow saturated In the morning, before school, Mr. Landon, Mr. Scragg with the dirty water which Dick had thrown. aml Monsieur Louvre met together to talk matters over. "You see!" exclaimed Mr. Scragg, ."that proves that I They unanimously concluded that it would be folly to was not dreamine-." mention the matter in the schoolroom, as that would only "It is very strange," murmured l\fr. Landon. serve to put the guilty parties on their guard. "It's Pluto's blood," said Mr. Scragg. They determined to say nothing about it for the pres"It's dirty water," said the principal. cnt, hoping that the malefactors would let slip a word, "But where did it come from? You can see from the presently, \Yhich would betray them indirectly. position it is thrown upon the headboard, that it descended Monsieur Louvre did not make his appearance in the diagonally." schoolroom. on account of his eyes, which were still "You are sure there was no one in the room, Mr. closed, so that he could only see very slightly out of one Scragg ?" corner of his left one. "No mortal. sir. And the door was fastened, so that Consequently tl1e affair of the lobster was not brought when I tried to escape l could not move it." up.

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:22 BRA VE AND BOLD. All went on very smoothly that morning, as though nothing out of the common order had ha.ppened. Dick and Granby were not deceived by this sileqce, however . They knew very well that Mr. Scragg and the prin cipal were watching for some sign of the guilty parties, and they were careful not to mention the affair to any one. If they did not let it out, they had an idea that they were all right, for they did not believe that any one had an inkling of the truth. Mr. Scragg had been too nearly frightened to death to recognize the sound of pick's voice, and he had not spoken after the principal had appeared on the scene. He and Granby were very attentive to their books that morning, and no one would have thought, from their quiet, meek demeanor, that they had been engaged in a row that upset and puzzled the principal and two of his assistants. "They're going to let the whole thing drop," said Gran by, when he and Dick were alone exercise. "Don't you believe it," said Dick. "They're only resting on their oars a bit while they see which way the land lies. We've got to be mighty careful, or they will bring us up with a round turn." "I don't see how." said Granby. "Nor I, either," replied Di ck. "But that doesn't pre vent us from keeping a lookout, for all that, does it?" "No ; of course not." "See that you do it, then. What's next on the roll? We ought to keep 'em stirred up." "There's one thing you ought to do," said Granby. "What's that?" asked Dick. "I'll tell you. You've never been to see and thank the little girl who saved your life, have you?" "No." "Well, you ought to go. If it hadn't been for her, you'd have been dead as a herring." "That's so. We've had so much on hand that I've neglected it. I wonder if Mr. Landon will let me go this afternoon ?" "I don't know,' I'm sure; ask him." "I will. Come along, Granby." "No; I've got that beastly Latin exercise to copy." Dick went off to Mr. Landon and asked permission to visit Mr. Long, which. under the circumstances, was readily accorded. After dinner Dick started off and walked toward the "Willows." It was a very beautiful place, adjoining the grounds of Strykerville Academy. Dick rang the bell arid was admitted to the library by a liervant. Mr. Long was there, and received him very cordially. Dick made known his name and errand, and Katie was at once sent for. She was a very charming girl, Dick thought, and he was very much embarrassed as he attempted to express his deep sense of gratitude to her for saving his life. Mr. Long, perceiving his embarrassment, helped him out, however, and after the ice was once broken, matters cbanriin&"ly, anq Dick waa now at his ease, and commenced to talk with the freedom of an old acquaint ance. He told them all about himself, and his adventures with Dilks and Botts, and how he came to be at the academy. "You should be more careful," said Mr. Long. "It may be that Dilks is hanging around the country yet, watching his chance. Such characters are very revenge ful, and he will seize every opportunity of doing you an injury." "I don't think there is any danger, sir," answered Dick. "The country has been pretty well searched for Dilks since his attack on me, and if he had been anywhere in the vicinity he would have been discovered." "I'm not so certain of that," said Mr. Long. "You must know the country around here abounds in woods. and swamps and thickets, and it wpuld be very easy for Dilks to conceal himself until the pursuit was over. I am not saying this to frighten you, my young friend, only to teach you to be cautious." "I shall be, sir." "I don't know about that," said Mr. Long. "You do not look like a boy in whom that trait is especially promi nent. You generally act first and think afterward, if I am not mistaken in my estimation of your character." Mr. Long was exactly right. The worst fault Dick had in the world was his great haste. He did not pause to consider circumstances before act ing. Consequently he was often led into difficulties which he might have avoided had he exercised only a little amount of discretion and forethought before acting. When he took his leave he was pressed to make them another visit. Katie also pressed him to come, and Dick consented willingly. He took her hand, with the promise to call again soon, and walked back to the academy. On the right of the road, in a wild part, was a dense, black thicket. As Dick approached this part of the road he saw a woman step out from the thicket and stand in the center of the road, apparently waiting for him to come up. As he came near to her he saw that she was an old, slender woman of repulsive aspect. Her skin was dry and shriveled, and resembled parch ment. Her cheek bones were very high and prominent, her nose was crooked, like the beak of a bird of prey, and her eyes were small and black, and twinkled and shone like little balls of fire. ffer hair was gray, and hung in long and tangled masses over her shoulders. She stood leaning on a cane, which was made of a rough stick, and was very heavy, short and knotted. As Dick came up she raised her stick and made a ges ture for him to stop. Dick stood still and looked at her. She looked at him a little while with eyes that seemed to pierce him through and through, and made him feel very uncomfortable. Then her mouth was twisted into a kind of smile, dis-

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BRA VE AND BOLD. closing her toothless gums, and rendering her appearance more repulsive than ever. Th.en, still leaning on her stick, she extenaed her right hand to him. "Cross Griselda's palm with silver, my pretty boy," she said, in a hard, croaking voice. "'Vhat's that for?" asked Dick. "She will tell your fortune," said the old woman-"will tell rou secre t s of the past, and things that are to occur in t h e future." "Oh, bother!" exclaimed Dick. "Don't you believe it?" cried Griselda. "Only try me, and if I do not prove to yon that I possess the power of reading the past and future like an open book, then your silver shall be returned." "You'll not get any silver from me," said Dick. "I can't afford to pay very liberally for the luxury of being humbugged; but if a nickel will be any inducement for you to open your knov.-l.edge box, why, go ahead." He produced a nickel from his pocket and gave it to the old woman. Griselda took his hand and seemed ti;> study it very in t e ntly for so Jong a time that Dick's patience became ex hausted. "Go on with yonr show," he c:x'Claimed, impatiently. The hag traced a line in the palm of his hand and then l o oked up into his face. 'Your name is Richard Halladay," said she. ''Right you are,'' said Dick. 'Your father wai; a lawyer." "Correct," said Dick. "Fire away." your mother died while giving birth to you." "True as a text," replied Dick, beginning to become astonished at Griselda's knowledge, and wondering how sh e had found out so much about him. "Do I not know something of the past?" asked Griselda "Lobs and gobs. But, I say, Griselda, you've told me only what I knew before. If you want to give me a nickel's worth, tell me sornethii'1g that I don't know." ''I will do it," said Griselda, again consulting the palm of his hand. "lt was said that your father died very poor." '"Poor as a clmrchmouse, old woman. Hadn't a copper to bury him with." "That is what they said, proceeded Griselda, impres sively. "But it was all a lie. Your father had a large amount of money, and they told you he died a pauper so that they might obtain the money themselves." "Thunder!" cried Dick, astonished beyond measure. "It is true," contmued Griselda. "The powers that are unseen by you, but who are conjured up by my magic art, reveal it to me. The gold which they stole from you is of Jarg e amount, and I can tell you how to recover it and punish the thieves who have it." "How?" cried Dick, earnestly. The old woman was about to speak when the noise of wheels was heard. Looking up, they perceived a carriage coming around a turn in the road. "The charm is broken," said Griselda, impressively. "It can only be renewed a second time in darkness. If you would know more, come to me to-night at nine o'clock." "I will," said Dick, greatly excited. "\Vbere shall I see you?" "Here." "Can't you come inside the grounds r1 "No," said Griselda. And then continqing, sneering! y: "Are you afraid ?" "No; I am not afraid. I will come." "You must come alone." "I will." "Be punctual. Nine o'clock i the best hour to \:Ul1jure up the powers that must a sist me." All right. I'll be here." "Say nothing to any Jiving being." ''"What's that for?" "The fates decree it. Do you promise?" "Yes." "Good. You shall know more than you dream of." With this Griselda plunged into the thicket, and Dick pursued his way in a thoughtful mood back to the academy. CHAPTER XIV. INVESTIGATING MR. SCRAGG'S GHOST. Granby was waiting for Dick at the gate. He did not seem particularly happy-iQdeed, his face wore such a troubled appearance that Dick laughed out right when he saw hint. "Grin away,'' said Granby, crossly. 'You'd laugh on the other side of your mouth if you knew what's h'!lp pened since you went away. "\Vhat's the row?" "We're found out, that's all." "Thunder!" "It will be lightning, too," said Granby, climbing to the top of the gatepost, and sitting there with his face a yard long. Dick took it rather more philosophically. He could not understand how they had been found out. "It's all on account of that man Kelly," continued Granby. "Oh, you mean about the lobster?" said Dick, feeling relieved. "I wish that were all," replied Granby. "That was only on Monsieur Louvre, and they don't care much about him. It's the ghost story. that's going the rounds, and Kelly's got us into it." "The little viper!" exclaimed Dick. "What does he know about it?" "Well, it appears he didn't sleep ery soundly, and was awake when we ent out from the dormitory, and when we came back also. And he's told the principal that he saw us go out." "The dickens !" "vVorse than that,"' said Granby, dolorously. "Has Mr, Landon said anything to you about it?" asked Dick. "No. But he asked me a while ago if you had come back from Mr. Long's. and said that when you returned he wished to see us both in the study." "Let's 170 and have over with it," said Dick. "! hate suspense.,

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24 BRA VE AND BOLD. "Right away?'' exclaimed Granby, drawing back. "Of course. What's the use of putting the thing off? It's got to come.". "All said Granby, screwing up his courage to the sticking point. "Jog along." They got clown from the gateposts and then went to the house. On the way they met Stoneby. He grinned, but said nothing. The grin exasperated Dick. "If you don't straighten that face of yours you'll get something that will make you see stars," Dick said, angrily. "You'll get something to make you see stars," said Stoneby, straightening his face and retiring. "Maybe you'd like to give it to us?" said Dick, following him up. "Landon will do it for me," said Sfoneby. "It'll be much less trouble." "Oh, bother! Go doctor your eyes," exclaimed Dick. "Come on, Granby." Several of the boys had by this time gathered around, but they pushed through the crowd and w e nt to the door of the principal's study and knocked. "Come in," said Mr. Landon. They went in, and found the principal alone. "Oh, Halladay," said he, as if nothing unusual had hap pened. "You have returned, I see." "Yes, sir," said Dick, taking off his hat and standing in front of the principal's desk. "Did you have a pleasant time?" "Very ; thank you, sir." "Glad of it. Sit dciwn. You, too, Granby." The boys took a seat. "Halladay," said Mr. Landon, "where were you last night?" "In bed, sir," answered Dick. "I suppose so. But were you nowhere else?" "Certainly, sir. I had my supper in the supper-room, and after that I was in a good many places before it was time to go to bed." "Yes, I know. But after you went to bed. How, then?" "Why, I went to sleep." "No doubt. But it was not till near morning, 111 my opinion." "Sir!" said Dick, innocently. "You understand well enough what I mean," replied Mr. Landon. "Did you leave your bed last night after you retired ?" Dick hesitated. He had no answer ready. He did not like to tell a direct lie1 for, beside-S copscientious scruples, he ran the risk of being found out, and thus making the affair worse than before. So he wisely held his peace. "Now, mind," said the principal,"! do not require any answer from you just yet. We will see what effect a little evidence will have upon y9u." He touched a small hand bell on the table, and the door, which had been ajar, opened wide, and Kelly came in. He came up and stood beside the table. not looking at the bOj'I. Dick and Granby exchanged glances. Granby uttered a subdued groan, which made Dick laugh. "Cease this levity," said Mr. Landon, severely. "You had better be weeping. Ke!Iy, I wish to ask you some questions." "Yes, sir," answered Kelly, in a cringing tone. "Kelly," continued the principal, "do you know anything about the actions of these two young gentlemen last night?" "Yes, sir." "Please state it." Dick caught Kelly's eye, and shook his fist at him. Kelly hesitated. "Proceed," said Mr. Landon. "I-I don't like to tell," muttered Kelly. "You don't like to tell You were willing enough to come to me and volunteer the information. You should have no hesitation in repeating it if it is true." ''.Did you see them leave the room last night?" 1 "Yes, sir. I did not sleep very well, and I saw them go out. They stayed quite a long time, and then came running back and tumbled into bed. After a little while, you and Mr. Scragg came and looked in, and they com menced to snore. Then you went out again, after a minute or two they followed. When they ran back again they were laughing all over their faces, and I thought they had been up to something. I went to sleep then, and don't know what happened after." "Do you deny this?" asked Mr. Landon, eying Dick and Granby sharply. "No, sir," said Diel.<. "Ah! then, you admit it." "No, sir. I neither_ deny nor admit it. I haven't any" thing to say about it." "Very well. We'll find a way in the morning to make you speak. You may all go now." They went out into the hall, where, as Kelly passed Dick seized the opportunity to seize his ear and twist it unmercifully. Kelly howled. Presently D1ck let go and gave him a kick. "That isn't half what you'll get for sneakmg," said he. "Now, vamoose!" Kelly marched off, holding his injured ear and snivel ling. "We're in for it now," said Granby, dolefully. "Who cares?" said Dick. "Let it come. There goes the supper bell. We'll catch some awful punishment in the morning, so we'll need our stomachs full. Grin and bear it, my boy. That's logic." CHAPTER XV. DICK SEES STARS. Although Dick made light of the matter, he did not feel by any means easy in his mind. He knew that the consequences of the scrapes he had got into would be very heavy, and that when the day of settlement came-which would be in the morningit would be such as to make him remember and rue the night when he played the ghost in "Hamlet" to Mr. Scragg.

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BRA VE AND BOLD. Another thing that troubled him was his to Griselda. He did not half like it. He could not understand why she had taken such an interest in him. He was afraid there was some trap in it, although why any one should wish to entrap him he could not imagine. He was sorry that he had promised Griselda he would say nothing about it. If Granby knew where he was going he could raise the alarm if anything happened, and they would know where to search. He had given his word, however, and would not break it. A little before nine o'clock he crept out of his bed, not even letting Granby know that he was going out, and passed stealthily and silently down the stairs and out o f the house. Griselda was hiding in the thicket, waiting for him. When she saw him coming she came out and stood in the road. "Yott are a brave boy,'' she said. "I knew you would come. I knew that you were truthful, and would keep your word. I could tell it by the lines of your palm." "B9sh !" exclaimed Dick, contemptuously. "I was a fool to come." "\Vhat? After the proofs of my power I have given you ?" cried Griselda. "111at's all humbug F' said Dick. "You found out all about me somehow." "How, then, did I know that they were cheating you out of heaps of gold?" asked Griselda. "I don't believe you found it out." said Dick. "I don't believe a word of it." "Don't you?" replied Griselda. "Well, you're not so smart, then, as I gave you credit for being." "Am I not? I think I'm a good deal smarter than you gave me credit for," returned Dick. "I'm so smart that I don't believe in your show." "I will prove it to you," said Griselda. "That's the talk. Exhibit the menagerie. Let the 1 ion roar." "We must go into the t 1icket," said Griselda. "What's that for?" "Because we shall be interrupted here. And when once the charm is broken it cannot be renewed." Dick looked up into the old hag's evil face. "Look Griselda, are you putting up a job on me ?" he asked. "He is afraid," she chuckled. "Afraid of an old woman. I took him for a brave boy, but he's a coward after all. Afraid of an old woman. Ha, ha!" She laughed and chuckled over it in such a sneering manner that Dick began to get angry. 1Who's afraid?" he exclaimed. "You are," giggled Griselda. "He, he! Afraid of old Griselda, who hasn t strength enough to lift her stick as high as her head." "There' s where you're wrong, old woman," said Dick, boldly. "You' re just as far away as if your left leg were a cork one instead of bone." "Come into the thicket, then," said Griselda. "Cqme where nobody will come along and frighten off the shapes which I shall conjure up." "Bother the conjuration I I don't believe in it. But to show you that I'm not afraid of you or of your shapes, either, I'll go." Griselda parted the bushes and disappeared within the thicket. Dick followed her. She led the way to a glade, or open place, in the interior. Then she drew a circle on the ground, and made sorns: mystic passes with her stick. Dick observed her intently. Suddenly she pointed to the center of the circle. "Look!" said she. "What do you see?" Dick bent down close to the ground. Whack! The stick descended on his head. He fell, and for a moment was conscious of nothing except a ringing in his ears. When he came to his senses he was tightly bound, and Griselda, Dilks and Bogardus were bending over him. CHAPTER XVI. I AM GOING TO HAVE YOU KILLED. Dick looked up into the face of the trio. Each wore an air of supreme satisfaction. Griselda stood leaning on her stick and leering at him. Dick grinned as though he were highly amused at something. Bogardus stood smiling smoothly, with hia hands in his pockets. Dick saw at onc.e that he had been led into the trap by Griselda for the purpose of being delivered into the power of Bogardus and Dilks. He had been foolish enough to walk into the trap against the dictates of his better judgment. ow, at his leisure, and after the mischief had been done, he repented. It was too late, however-he was fast in the trap. Griselda had been too smart for him. He must bear whatever fate befell him for he had only himself to blame for trusting himself in the power of the old hag. Of course he understood now that the story of the money was all a farce-a tale invented by Griselda to excite his curiosity and induce him to come to her in the night time. As Dick opened his eyes Griselda laughed hideously, displaying her toothl ess gums. "Hi, hi !" she chuckled, "you thought you "1ere aw fully smart, didn't you? Wasn't a bit of old Griselda, who can't lift her cane to her !v'ad, was you?'' Dick' s head ached, and he had be/n given proof that the old woman was not only able 1'.o lift the stick to her head, but to bring it down again with force to knock over a small-sized bullock. "You needn't have struck so hard," said he. "If you'd only taken the trouble to inform me that you wished me to lie down, I'd have done it." Griselda laughed. "That's right," said Dick; "keep it up-do."

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BRA VE ANI) BOLD. "Keep what up?" asked Griselda. "Yer gum show," replied Dick. "You've got the finest set of gums, minus grinders, with here and there a stump sticking out like a snag in the middle of a mud bed, that I ever saw. Laugh again, Grizzy, dear, do; you look so enchanting." Griselda seemed a little uneasy. She did not laugh with such zest. She raised her cane over Dick's head. He looked at her unflinchingly. The blow would have fallen in an instant, and Dick would have been sent again to the land of forgetfulness had not Bogardus caught her arm. "That will do," said he. "Let me chastise him." "Not just now," said Bogardus. "If you hit him on the head again it will knock the sense 011t of him. Wait till we get him where we want him. \Vhen he's at 'the place,' you can take as much out of him as you please. B at him half to death, if you please, before we finally dispose of h!m.," Griselda reluctantly lowered the stick. "Thfuch obliged for.that favor," said Dick. "That's all right," said Bogardus. "Certainly," replied Dick. "Small favors thankfully received. I say, Bogardus, what's all this for, any how?" "You'll find out when we get you where we want you." "Where's that?" "You'll know when you get there." "Thanks,'' said Dick, with a grimace. "Your explana tion is as clear as mud. Mr. Scragg couldn't beat it." During this colloquy Dilks had maintained silence, looking, meanwhile, admiringly at Dick. Now he opened his large mouth. "Sharp," said he. Bogardus nodded. "Bright as a dollar." continued Dilks. ''Yes. " Dilks drew his hand across his throat significantly. "Pity," said he. "Must be done," said Bogardus. "It's necessary for my safety." "Ye5," replied Dilks. "But it's a chance, though. What a man could make of him if be 'd only turn his hand to light-fingered pursuits." "Ver. true, bnt you couldn't trust him." "No." "He's a viper," mut.tered Griselda. "A snake." "Oh, you're mad because he can outtalk you," said Dilks. "Your tongue's hung on hinge bttt his is doublc jointed, and can wag both ways." Griselda was sullen. Bogardus turned 1.o Dick. "'V.l e are going to ask yot.i to come with us a short di stance," he said. "All right," said Dick, who, knowing that he could not avoid going. consented very readily. "Do you see this pistol?" asked Bogardus. exhibiting a seven-shooter "A very pretty pepper-box," said Dick, coolly. "Yes. And I want to give you a little advil".e about it. If you attempt to run, or make an outcry, one of the bullets will be sent through your brain. Consequently, for the general welfare of your system, you'd better keep amazingly quiet." He handed the pistol to Dilks. "There, Dilks," he. "take it. There are seven cartridges in it, and I want you to empty the seven chambers into that boy's carcass if he makes the lea!'t outcry. Will you do it?" ';Sure as guns," said Dilks. "I hope you know what's best for you. boy," Bogardus said . "Don't fret," replied Dick. ''1'11 go straight enough \i\That are you going to do with me when you get me there?" "You'll know when you find out," said Bogardus. "Lift him up, Dilks, and unbind his feet.'' Dilks did so. "Now, lead the way, Griselda," sa id Bogardus. "I never could find my way back to that infernal den of yours." Gnselda placed herself in the van, and, leaning on her stick and muttering to herself, led the way toward th south. Dick, Dilks and Bogardus followed. Dick was in the middle, with Dilks on the left and Bogatdus on the right. Each had hold of Dick's arm, and. as his wrists ,\ ere tied, there was very little chance of escape. After what seemed an age to Dick, but what was, in reality, not more than an hour and a half of rapid walk ing, they arrived at the edge of an immense swamp. The underbrush and briars grew so thick around its borders that one might almost have walked upon the thick network they produced a dozen feet from the ground. It was considered an impenetrable swamp. Indeed. so dense and impassable was it that. when the hunters pursued small game to its borders, and found that it had taken refuge t11ere, they never attempted to pursue. and gave them up as lost, for men could not force their way within, unless, indeed, a passage were cleared with axes, and would be an endless labor. And so "Sutton's Swamp," as the place was called had remained undisturbed for ages, and had grown, and fallen down, and decayed, and renewed itself v.-ithout in terference from the human family. for the wood could no. t have begun to repay the trouble and expense of reclaiming it from the briars. Griselda did not appear to wish to avoid this swamp ; on the contrary, she stalked steadily toward it. At the edge she did not pause, but lifting up a net work of leav es and twigs, among which green briars with immense thorns were skillfolly intertwined, she stood waiting for them to enter. "\Veil. I must say, Griselda," said Bogardus, "you can beat me at this sort of business. Although I came out of here this afternoon, I could never have found it again. You did it well.'' "As I have many times before. and shall do again,'' Griselda answered. "Enter." Thev went inside the thicket, and found themselves in a small, circular place, which was closed in on all

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BRA VE AND BOLD. sides by a thicket of green briars which seemed to be as impenetrable as the outside had appeared. Griselda went to a certain spot and lifted a portion of the br.iars up easily, revealing a narrow passage leading into the interior of the swamp. "Follow me very closely," she said. "It is dark as pitch when you get in a little, Hold fast by my dress, or you will lose me." Owing to the briars and underbrush growing so high and twining together overhead, the passage was very similar to a tunnel through a rock, and, had it not bee n for an occasional scratch from briars on the passage, it could not have been t6ld from such. Griselda's words concerning the darkness were true. It grew so dark that, as Dick walked between the two men-Dilks ahead of and Bogardus behind him-he could not see either of them. This offered him no chance of escape, however, for the passage was so narrow that, if he had endeavored, he could not have passed either, and it was ilI,lpossible to force a passage through the thicket on either side. If such an idea entered his mind it was abandoned at Dick knew there was nothinv. to be done except to sub mit as gracefully as he could, and he did so, walking along very quietly through the passage until they were suddenly brought to a standstill by Griselda's voice ex claiming: "Stop!" Dick, who was ahead, stopped with such suddenness that Dilks, who did not take any particular pains to check his speed, came against him with his whole force. Dilks fell forward against the briars. When he got up again his face and hands were scratched, and he was swearing. Dick laughed softly to himself. "Hurt you much, Mr. Dilks?" he asls the use?" replied Dick. "I can't change it, can I?" "No," answered Bogardus; "you can't change it." "And there's no use making a fuss over spilled milk,'" said Dick. "What can't be cured must be endured; there fore-you finish it for me, Mr. Dilks." "Therefore you'll take what's coming without any fuss.'" replied DiU
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BRA VE AND BOLD. "He's smart enough to make the promise to save his life, but you know very well he would not keep it." "That's true/' grumbled Griselda. "Do not let the young viper go; ktll him." "Exactly," returned Bogardus. "Perhaps you'll let me know why it is that Pve got to die?" said Dick. "It will do no hann, as you will never go beyond the limits of this swamp," replied Bogardus. "Fire away/' Dick, easily. "You seetn to take it coolly." "That's the best way, when you can't help it." "Very true. You're a philosopher." "He's a game 'un," said Dilks. "The first thing I shall infortn you," continued Bogardus, "is that my real na11J.e is not Bogardus at all, and that I am the nephew of Mr. Pemberton." "Oh!" exclaimed Dick, a light beginning to dawn upon his mind. "() course, if you are in the way, and. go back to his home, I should never dare go back there, for you would let me out. That's the reason I have caught you." "A fine, loving nephew you are,'' exclaimed Dick, "to plan to rob your uncle's house. :' "He would neve'r }1ave missed it," said Bogardus. "He is rich." "He wouldn't have been so rich now if it hadn't been for me," said Dick. "Well, yo11r intelligence will cost you your life." "l am willing, if it has foiled such a villain as you l" "Are you? I am glad you are suited. Dilks, ymt are to fit,tt the finishh1g touch to thing, I believe." "Yes," said Dilks. "What mendous efforts to free himself. Through the cracks in the floor he could hear Bo-gardus and Griselda urging Dilks to go up and do the deed at once, and have it over Dilks, however, steadily refused. Dick felt his bonds yielding. The contirtued strain was stretching the cords so that he cottld work his wrists a little. This gave him encouragement. His wrists were bleeding. The flesh was cut and swollen. The pain was so great as to cause him an effort at times to repress a groan, which would have a\armed the guilty trio below. and sent Dilks up to see what was the trouble. He worked on very patiently, and at last was rewarded by freeing his hands by a sudden wrench. He was released. Yet what good did that do him? There no window in the garret through which he cottlcl escape. If he undertook to make a hole through the roof, the noise would be heard by the parties below, and they would bt> upon him in an instant. His case seemed as hopeless as ever. Creeping to the chink in the ftoorirtg, he peered through. l3ogardus, and Griselda were sitting still, vacantly at the lamp, which burned dimly. Dilks was nodding.

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BRA VE AND BOLD. Griselda's eyes were half closed. B ogardus was drowsy. Dick hailed this with joy. If they would only go. to sleep, he might open the trap, descend, and pass out without disturbing them. If they would only go to sleep I 'Cpon that depended Dick's life. Dilks sat by the table. Pre sently his head dropped upon it. He sl e pt. Gris e lda s e y es were closed. She also was in the land of dreams. Bogardus, despite his incl i nation to awake, let his chin drop on his breast. Dick had observed all this through the chink. Now was his time. He arose without the least particle of noise, and, going to the trap, raised it carefully. He looked clown. They still slept. The opening of the trap had not made sufficient noise to awaken them. Gri s elda alone stirred uneasily, but slept on. Dick went clown the ladder. He stood on the floor. The door was closed and locked . Griselda moaned Dick dropped down. The hag became quiet. D ick crept toward the door. His heart beat painfully. He reached upward toward the key. It turned hard, and the bolt gave out a dismal, creaking sound. Dilks half raised his head from the table. Dick utte red a low groan of despair and gave up all for lost. But the hold of slbmber was too strong upon Dilks. He did not thoroughly awake. His head drooped down upon the table and again he slept soundly. Dick arose and opened the door. He was very nervous, and did it too quickly, instead of by slow degrees as he shot1ld have done, to avoid noise. The door was loose on its hinges. / It came down upon the floor and grated across it with a loud. rasping s o und. Griselda s snakelike eyes opened wide. he an exclamation. With a wildly beating heart, Dick sprang through the open doorway and out into the darknes:s. CHAPTER XIX. HUNTED. As Dick sprang into the thicket, he heard Griselda's voice as she called out to Dilks and Bogardus. He knew they would be after him in an instant, and that all depended On his gettmg out of the passage before he was discovered. He was obliged to run at randotn for the passag.e. Luckily he struck it. He did not have time to feel his way, but forward at full speed. The briars scratched his face and tore his hands, b11t he ran on until suddenly he ran plump against a barrier o f briars. He was some time extricating himself from these, and he c o uld hear Dilks, Bogardus and Griselda hurrying al n g the passage after him. The briars with which he had come in contact were the outlet into the opening which Griselda had first entered when they penetrated the thicket. Dick knew that Griselda had lifted them up, and he endeavored to do the same thing. He could not do it, however. His pursuers were coming closer every moment, and as he looked back he saw that they were carrying a lamp. He lifted with all his strength at the briars, but they hardly moved. It was plain that they were fastened at the bottom. Realizing that it was impossible for him to find his way out before they came up, he looked around for some hiding pbce. Getting down on his hands and knees, he searched by the sense of feeling. Close to the ground, on the right side of the passage, he felt a narrow opening. Lying flat upon the ground, he wormed his body in a:nong the briars until he was completely hidden from view. Not an instant too soon. Dilks, Bogardus and Griselda came hurrying up. Bogardus was l e ading and carrying the lamp. Dilks came second, with a large knife open in his hand. Griselda brought up the rear, muttering anathemas and describing vicious curves in the air with her stick. Dick find very little mercy in them if he were caught. Bogardus paused when he rea_s}red the curtain of briars. He could not remove it any more than Dick could. Griselda hurried forward. She stooped down and fumbled at the bottom of the barrier. Dick, peering out frorn his covert, saw, by the light of the lamp which Bogardus held close to the ground, that she untwi s ted a running vine from a large root. That was what had confined the curtain. She now lifted it easily, and they passed out without uttering a word. Dick lay perfectly quiet. His hope of escaping from the thicket was to wait until they gave up the search and returned to Griselda's cabin. Once out of thf thicket, he had no fear. He kne\.T that, in ,the open woods, his chances of escape would be a hundred' to one. Presently he heard footsteps It was Griselda and her two companions returning. They entered the and stood directly opposite where Dick was concealed. He lav still and watched and listened. Ily the light of the lamp he could see them plainly. Had it not been for that he could not have seen an object six inches from him, for the thicket was so dense that within it was 4ark as pitch.

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BltA VE AND BOLD. They seemed to be divided in opinion. Bogardus and Dilks were of the opinion that Dick had escaped. Griselda denied this vehemently. It was impossiQle she said. He ha
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