Dick Merriwell's lark, or, Beaten at every turn


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Dick Merriwell's lark, or, Beaten at every turn

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Dick Merriwell's lark, or, Beaten at every turn
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Standish, Burt L. 1866-1945
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lssued Weekly. By Subscription $a .so per year Entered as Second C lass Matier at New Yo:rk P os t Offi c e by SrREET & SMITH. 21J Wzii1am S t .. _;; r No.350. Price, Five Cents. , DIOX KERRIWlllLL AND HIS COMPANY CA.ME OBARGlNG IN THE RJ:A.R OF THE PLEBES, UTTERING A OHJllER, AND LETTING FLY A VOLLEY.

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\ , I Tip i 1i , (I,ARGE SIZE.) I If you have not read them, look over this catalogue and you will read a list of stories i unexcelled in any part of this world to-day. . Don't fail to read these stories if you have not a,lready. I 319--Pick Merriwell as Captain; or, In Splte of His Enemies. 320-Dick Merriwell's Peril; or, Hugo Darkmore's Last Deed. 321-Dick Merri well Challenged; or, Getting Into Fast Cqmpany. 322-Dick Merriwell's Team; or, The Young Wonders of the Diamond. 3 "23-Dick Merriwell's Confidence; or,_ The Spirit That Wins. 324-Dick Merriwell's Shot; or, For Life or Death. 325-Dick Merriwell's Triumph; or, The Finish of the Season. 326-Frank Merriwell on Deck; or, Getting Into Mad River League. 327-Dick Merriwell in Trim; or, The Boy Wonder of the League. 328-Frank Merriwell's Honor; or, Defying the Boss of the League. 329--Dick Merriwell's Danger. ; or, The Secret -Order of the League. 330--Frank Iy1erriwell's Fracas; or, Hot Times in Mad River League. 331,--Dick Merriwell's Diamond; or, Fighting for the Lead in the League. 332-Frank " Merriwell's Turn; or, The Greatest Game of the Season . 3;33-Dick Merriwell's New Ball; or, The Boy Wonder at His Best. 334-Frank . Merriwell's "Ginger;" or, Winning an Uphill Game. 335-Dick Merriwell's Stroke; or, Unqi.asking the Man 9 Mystery. 336-:-Frank Merriwell's Winners; or; Landing on Top Mad River League. 337-Dick Merriwell's Return; or, Back Again to . the Old School. 338-Dick Merriwell's Difficulties; or, 1';1aking Up the Eleven. 339-Dick Merriwell's Mercy; or, The :first Game cin _ the Gridiron. 340-Dick Merriwell's Dash; or, Playing Fast and Fair. . 341-Dick Merriwell's Set; or, Friends and Foes at Fardale. 342-Dick Merriwell's Ability; or, The' Young Gladiators of the Gridiron. 343-Dick Merriwell's Mascot; ' or, By Luck or Pluck. , 344-Dick Merriwell's Trust; or, Friendship True and Tried. 345-Dick Merriwell's Success; or, Bound to be a Winner. . 346-Dick Merriwell's Determination; or, . The Courage that Conquers. 347-Dick Merriwell's Readiness; or, Who Stole the Papers? 348-Dick Merriwell's 1:rap; or, Snaring a Spook. 349-Dick Merriwell's Vim; or , The Greatest Game of All. 350-Dick Merriwell's Lark; or, Beaten at Every Turn. 35 r-Dick Merriwell's Defense; or, Up Against the Great Eaton Five. . ' * 352--,-Dick Merriwell's Dexterity; or, Hot Work to the Finish. , t With TrP ToP No. 285 begins the now famous Fardale Series, in which Dick Merriwell I , $ has entered the good old school at which the career of Frank Merriwell also began some t years ago. Thousands of young Americans wi11 want to read of the fine things that Dick i Merriwell done, is doing and will in the future do. i

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J11aud Wulll;y. By Subscription 12.50 per year. Entered as Semnd Clan Natter •t tlu N. Y. Post Office, /)y STREET & SMITH, us Wu/la., St., N. T. Entered aqrdinz to .Act of 01nzress in tlu year u:;oa, ,.,. tlu Of/ice of 1114 Libraria1< of OJnzreu, Was/1inrton, D. C: No. 350. NEW YORK, December 27, _ _1902. Price Five Cents. DICK. MfRRIWt:LL'S LARK: • OR, Beaten at Every Turna By BURT L. ST ANDISI-L CHAPTER I. I'REPARING FOR A LARK. The solution dawned on Dick Merriwell at last. "I have it, Brad!" he cried. "We'll go to that party." Buckhart looked up from his figuring. "How'll we work it, partner?" he asked. "The in vitation says we must come dressed and rigged up as girls and wear veils." "It will be a lark!" laughed Dick-"a jolly lark! Brad, we'll have a barrel of fun!" "That's all right," said the Texan. "Perhaps you can do it all right; but wouldn't I make a fine old girl? Say, pard, you 'll have to excuse me." "Not a bit of it," returned Dick, in high spirits. "You and I •are invited, and you'll go right along with me." "But the outfits-the dresses--" "I know how we can get just what we want, and not a soul will be the wiser. You know my brother was in the theatrical business once?" "Yep." "He wrote a play." "Yep." "And he managed his own company. Then he sold out, or, rather, he let the play, printing, and whole business to another manager." "You told me about that once." "vVell, the first manager who took the piece was honest, and Frank made a good thing out of it. Afterwards he let it to another manager who was a rascal, and he did not get his payments when they were due." "I don't see what this has to do with our attending that goose party to-night."

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2 TIP TOP WEEKLY. "It was the very thing that makes it possible for us to attend . If that second manager had been honest and paid his bills ) as he might, for he made money, we should not be able to get to the party to-night." Th' e invitation says the doors are always locked at night." "Leave that to me. The invitation also tells us there will be a light placed in the very window of ''That's queer," confessed Brad, wonderingly. "Go the room where the party is to be held. Trust n1e. on.'' ''The manager awed Frank almost five thousand dollars before Frank jumped on him . But when my brother jumps on any .Qne, he jumps good and hard, as Mr. Crooked Manager found out. Frank waited till the right time came, and then he attached the whole outfit, scenery, box office, receipts for one night, cos tumes, everything-. And he got everything, too. He s t ripped that man ager and left him bare." "That w a s jus tice , " nodded Buckhart; "but still I don't see how it . has anything to do with this little scheme of attending a party dressed up as girls." "It has everything to do with it, as I said before. The re were some trunks packed with costumes. Frank has those trunks stored at his house in town. I know where they are. I have looked them over. And there are in tho se trunks just the dresses and things we ne e d t o fix up a s g irl s . Don' t y o u see now? I can get them without letting any one know a thing about it." "\,Yell," exclaime d Brad, "it' s quite an idea, pard; Lut think of rigging up as a girl! Say, I'd sure give myseif awa y in short order. I'd make a healthy old girl, I would! Why, I might rise right up and whoop a few !" "Drop that! You know, Brad, that I know your w i l d \\Te!"tern w ay s are a big bluff. You know that 1 kn o11 ye>u can h e l ike o th e r peo p le when you choose." "But, hone s t, pard, I'v e bee n playing the wild and woolly s o long i t's g o t to be s e cond n a ture. I just 11aturally do it w ithout thinking." ' ' l 'Jl ri s k yo u . You won't do it afte r ' you g e t rigged np i n pettico a ts. And \.Ve are to be heavily veiled, so of the girls can betray us, if there should be one in the party mean enough to peach." Brad lay back and laughed heartily. "Just the though t of it is howling funny," he de clared. "But how a r e we to get into the old school? I'll find a way to get in by that window." "Well," said the Texan, with resignation, "l suppose I may as well get into the game, but I know I'll fed like a jackass in skirts." . "But you'll have a chance to see Zona-the fair Zona." "No inducement returned Brad. She's given me the frozen face. She thinks herself above my level, I reclrnn. It's all off between the fair Zona • and Bracney Buckhart, the Rampaging Terror of the Rio Pecos." "You do not seem broken-hearted," smiled Dick. "Oh, I was-for a while. But I've recovered. Zona is a great looker, but there's something about I . her that I don't just cotton to." "Well, there will be plenty of other girls . Just think of it, Brad, we'll be the only fellows in the whole bunch, and--" "That's wh'at frightens me, pard ! That's what makes me sweat cold oozy drops . " Indeed, the prospect unnerved Buckhart, which added tG> Dick's enjoyment. As usual; Dick had his way, and that night the boys slipped away from the academy at an hour when they were supposed to be in their rooms and hurried . into town. • • Frank was away, but there was a housekeeper in his h o u se, and Dick was admitted when he rang the bell. In the attic Dick found the trunks, a n d plunged into them, pulling out the contents for inspe c t i o n , whi'. e Brad took the things and spread them out, as directed. At last they came to what they desired . "Here's the v ery thing for you, Brad!" cried Dick. "It's the dress of a Harvard girl. It may be a little tight, but I think you can squeeze into it. And here I Yale girl! You know Frank's piece was a college play. It had a mechanical effect for its great scene, the Yal e-Harvard boat race. Of course there

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TIP TOP WEEKLY. 3 were Yale girls and Harvard girls. Oh, this is going to be great sport! 'Rah! 'rah I for Yale!" "'Rah! 'rah! for Harvard!" cried Brad, catching Dick's spirit. "Say, won't we make a fine pair!" Dick kept digging out of the trunk all the . things needed, and the two lads gathered the garments up in their arms and descended to a room in the house had been set apart by Frank for Dick's own private use. There, with much laughter and joking, they set about dressing. "Pard, you'll have to show me how this rigging goes," said Brad. "What are all these flummydid dles ?" Dick proved to be rather deft at rigging up, and he gave his attention first to his friend. Brad ob jected to many things, but Dick insisted, and soon he had the Texan rig ged out much like a girl. Then stood off and admired him. "Great, Brad!" exclaimed. "You are a stunning Harvard girl. The only thing that gives you away is your hair." Then, telling Buckhart to wait a minute, he darted from the room. He returned soon with a large as sortment of ladi e s' wigs, and directly one was found that fitted Brad. "Now this hat!" cried D i ck, as he adjusted it on the head of his companion, following by cleverly arranging a veil over Brad's face. The transformation was astonishing, far Buckhart truly looked like a girl. Through the veil c0111d be seen a baffling glimpse of his face, dim and hazy, and he was very chic until he started to walk. Then Dick gave a cry and held up his hands in dismay. "For goodness' sake, don't stride off like that!" he cried. "Try to walk like a girl-this way." He gave an illustration, and Buckhart copied him as well as possible. "That's better," nodded Dick, fairly bubbling with pleasure at the lark. "Now see me get into harness." In an amazing short time Dick was dressed. He found a blonde wig and arranged it. When the hat and veil were added Buckhart expressed his admira tion and delight. "Pard," he said, "you're a stunner! If I happened to cross your trail some day I'd be sure to get smashed on you myself. I would, I know! But how does a girl manage her skirts? I can't seem to get the hang of the confounded things." "Why, this way," said Dick, as he gathered his up. with one hand and tripped across the room, casting a sidelong glance toward his friend. "Ah there, dear boy!" there, my size!" returned Brad. "Say, if we ever get caught at this-wow !" "It do to get caught,'1 said Dick. "I'm just out of one scrape, you know. And if we're caught invading the sacred precincts of Miss Tartington's school our heads will come off in a hurry. Such an offense will mean expulsion from Fardale for both of us." "It's dangerous," said Brad. "But danger just spices ' it and adds to the fun of the thing. Come on, Bessie, or we'll be too late for the party." "Dear me!" chirped Brad, tryiMg to imitate the voice of a girl. "I really wouldn't miss that party for worlds, Susie! I'm so glad there'll be no horrid boys present! I just hate boys! Now, there's that snub nosed Willie Gillie, I think he's the worst! And he's always trying to flirt with me! Me! me! The pre suming fellow! I never not ice him at all. Where's my gum? I do belie;ve I've swallowed my gum!" Dick was convulsed. "And I thought you couldn't do it!" he cried. "Why; Brad! you're great!" A few minutes later they started for the Lakeside School for Girls. CHAPTER II. T H E " G 0 0 S E P A R T Y ." The n ight was crisp and cold, with a thin moon away down in the west. Had there been any one near to see, a strange sight might have been beheld west of the town. Seemingly

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4 TIP TOP WEEKLY. two girls climbed a fence, lifted over a long ladder, -and then started across a field, carrying the ladder. Ahead of them the moonli ght touched in one spot the bosom of Lily Lake. The "girls" were Dick Merriwell and Brad Buckhart in full disguise, and by aid of the ladder they expected to get into ::viiss Eliza Tartington's select and exclusive School for Girls. "What if the boat is gone, pard ?" asked Brad. "Then we'll have to carry this ladder all the way ronnd to the other side of the lake," answered Dick. "This is rather strenuous for two perfect ladies." "I think we'll live through it, old man." They came clown through the fields to the shore of th e lake, and there they found the boat they were looking for. Dick knew where the oars were hidden, and he soon brought them forth. Then came the prol:;ilem of getting the ladder across the lake. "I think we 'll have to t ow it, Brad," said Dick. "That is the simplest way." So they pushed off from the shore witfi the ladder in tow. They headed toward a point where they could land near the girls' school. J\s they drew near the shore they could see the build ings. There was a bright light in one window, and they felt certain that was the window by which they were expected to enter. Having landed and the boat, they pulled the ladder from the cold \Yater. It was dripping wet and an thing to handle, as their dresses bothered them not a little. Besides, their fingers were nearly frozen. "This j ob i s not all fun, pard," commented Buck hart. "The fun comes la ter," said Dick, as they started out with the ladder. They approached the school building cautiousl y and stopped beneath the window from which gleamed the bright light. Then they set about putting the ladder in pos it ion to reach the window. This they had just accomplished when they were startled by a voice that called; "Ah, there, you rascals! We've caught you I" "Good Lord, save us!" gasped Buckhart, and he turned fo run. Dick grabbed him, commanding: "Hold on I" For Dick had seen two female forms approaching, and he was resolved to stand his ground for a few mo ments. ' '\t Ve'd better get out, pard," palpitated the Texan. "vVait, . , urged Dick. "They can't recognize us. V./e won't let them get hold of us." Then he turned to the approaching figures, demand-mg: "Who are you? and what do you want?" The ans-vrer was a laugh that sounded suspiciously unfeminine. "vVe know who you are and what you want," was flung back, in a saucy way. "You're two chaps from the academy, and you want to get in to the goose party." "Great horn spoon!" muttered Brad. "They are two of the girls who know all about the party and the in vi ta tions." "Two of the girls-not!" returned Dick, amused. "They a,re two fellows dressed like girls, just as we are. They've been invited to the party, too." was right. "You' re pretty slick to bring a ladder," commented one of the strangers. "We didn't think of that, and _ we ' ve been prowling round here trying to discover a way to get in there." "And now," said the other, "we'll use your ladder and thank you very kindly." "\Vell, thc nerve!" exclaimed Brad. "Perhaps we'll have something to say about that!" Dick, a lso, did not like the tone of assurance as5umed by these fellows, who were likewise heavily veiled. "Oh, you won't refuse," said one of the stran:gers, with a snicker. "vVhy not?" demanded :Brad, his temper rising. "Because we'll spoil your little racket if ygu do.

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I TIP TOP WEEKLY. 5 \Ve'll create a disturbance so that you'll be caught after you get inside." "We'll have to give in, Brad," whispered Dick. "Oh, punch the stuffing out of them both I" growled the Texan. "I'm in favor of doing the punching." But it would not do to get into an encounter, and Dick held the pugilistic Texan in restraint. It was arranged that all should use the ladder, and Dick was the first to ascend. He did so slowly and silently. The shade had been left up from the window, and a lighted lamp stood on the sill. This light shone out into his eyes so brightly that he could not see into then appeared the two strangers, one rigged up like an old woman, with hoopskirts, bonnet, mitts, and so forth, while the other was a shy, girl in ap pearance, being pulled along by the old woman, who said: "Come right in, Angie, and wipe your nose! Land! how your nose does run every time you ketch cold!" The girls were convulsed. There was a general teeheeing, and .then one after another they stuffed their handkerchiefs info their mouths to keep from shrieking with laughter. But Brad Buckhart was mad. The old woman and the room very well when his head rose to the level of her awkward daughter had made a big hit with the . the window, but immediately he heard a suppressed girls, as Buckhart could see, and that irritated him. scream inside, followed by some commotion. "Pard," he whispered, "I wish wt; had sailed into Soon he was able to peer into the room, and he ' 'em outside! Now . we can't." saw that there were at least a dozen girls in Dick was laughing. He closed the window and It was a large room, and the girls were all crowded pulled the shad e. at the opposite side, pointing toward the window, out side of which they could see Dick's head, the appear ance of which had startled them. Dick waved his hand to them and beckoned for them to open the window. There was some hesitation. By this time the girls knew the invited and expected guests had arrived, yet . none of them hastened to admit them. There was some pushing and suppressed laughter. A girl would be thrust forward by her companions, but would break away and plunge back into the crowd. At last, one of them stepped out boldly and ap proached the window. It was Zona Desmond. Zona moved the lamp and s!tently opened the win dow. "What do you want?" she asked, in a low tone. "Why, girls, we're just tickled to death to see you!" gushed Dick, with an assumption of feminirte giddi ness, as . he gathered up his skirts and stepped from the ladder lightly into the room. "My gracious good ness sakes alive! I'm so nervous! It's just dreadful getting up that nasty ladder!" Buckhart was following. The girls were quivering with excitement and mirth. Brad came in, and "I hope you're prepared give us a good time, girls, now we're here," he said. "vVho are you?" asked Zona. "Why, it must be you know who you invited to this party. The idea of asking us who we are! I am Susie Campus, from Yale." "And I am Bess . ie Cambridge, from Harvard," . bowed Buckhart. "'Rah! 'rah! for Harvard!" "Stuck up things!" sniffed the "old woman," with a toss of her head. "They think they look fine, I s'pose, in them dresses! But for real style my Angie takes the pennant. Angie, stop toeing in I Turn your toes out' and look like a real lady!" "All right, marm," said turning her toes far outward. "The dear, sweet child!" said the "old woman," proudly. "Isn't she cute, girls? I'm going to send her to this school right along. Which one of you will take her to room with ye?" Again the girls were convulsed. ''\iVell, I'm glad you've introduced yourselves!" said Zona Desmond. "\Von't you remove your veils?" . "Do excuse us!" said Dick, retreating before her. "Lamplight is very injurious to my complexion," de clared Brad.

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6 TIP TOP WEEKLY. "Now, Angie," said the "old woman," "you must follow the example of these moeclient litt!e angd !" comme11tecl Dick. "Yes!" muttered Brad. ''I'd like to soak the angel with a brick!" "But/' said Zona, "if you don't take your veils off, how are you going to eat anything?" "Eat?" exclaimed Dick. "Eat?" gasped Brad. "Eat?" piped "Angi e." "Eat?" squawked the "old woman." "\Vhy, yes , " said Zona. "'Ne asked you here to enjoy a spread. We've bought loJs of candy and cake and smuggled it in, and we're going to have a feast." "I forbid Angie eating cake or candy," said the "old woman," promptly. "I'll eat her share." "Oh, marm !" came in a protesting wail from "Angie." The girls were recovering from their nervousness and apprehension, and they gathered around their visi tors. Buckhart was restless and uneasy under such cfrcumstances, but he endured it, although perspira tion started out beneath his veil. "\Ve knew you'd find a \vay to get in at the win dow," said Zona, "and we waited for you." "That was just awfully nice!" gushed Dick, pretending to put his arm round Zona. She gave him a push and slipped away. Doris Templeton had l'>een surveying the disguised g-ucsts with great intentness, as if seeking to discover the real identity of each one. Dick found her besicle him. "Hello, Doris!" he whispered, touching her hand and giving it a sligl;it pressure. "Yau-you're Dick MerriweU ?" she said, in a low tone of inquiry. "How did you guess?" asked who felt there was no danger in trusting her. "I am." "I thought so," she said, and turned away. From that moment Doris seemed scarcely to notice him, but she found an opportunity to whisper to Fe lecia: "Dick is the one dressed in blue." . Dick's cousin soon let him know she had iound him out, and he gave her the most of his attention, although lie was lively enough , laughing am! joking with all. The girls spread a cloth on the floor, and on the cloth they arranged the "treat," composed of candy and cake. Then aU sat down round the cloth. They enjoyed it as only young people can. And it w a s spiced with danger, which made it all the bet ter. Tht: boys broke the cake into small pieces and slipped it up under their veils, which they continued to keep in place. "Oh, if Mi s s Tartington could see us now!" laughecl Doris, who seemed strangely interested in the "old woman," beside whom she was sitting. "There would be trouble for us to-morrow," said another girl. "Oh, what a disgrace! Just to think of having boys in here! Much more, to have them dressed in skirts!" "I-I'm afraid she'd expel us all!" declared a third. "How do you know she may not come and catch us?" asked Dick. "ls there no dai1ger of that?" "Oh, there's danger," admitted Zona; "but we have a girl on guard. Besides, Miss Tartington is out tonight." "She's out?" questioned Dick. "Yes. That's how we dared invite you." "Oh! \Vhere is she?" "Gone to a lecture in town. But she'll be back by eleven, or a little later, and you must be gone before that." "How c a n we bear to leave such delightful com-'"' pany. "Hush!" exclaimed one of the girls, holding up her hand and looking alarmed. Immediately silence fell on the group. After a time, Doris asked : "What's the matter, Mabel?" "I thought I heard a carriage," said Mabel1 "but I

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TIP TOP WEEKLY. 7 believe I must have been mistaken. Speaking of Miss. . "You must get out right away! If you're found has made me nervous, girls." "You're all nerves, anyhow, 'M;+bel. It's not yet ten I o'clock. Miss Tartington would not be returning now." here--" Dick knew what that meant. The girls were in consternation, for they, too, would be deeply humiliated and disgraced if the boys were Then they resumed their low chatter and the enjoydiscovered. Some of them packed into a little closet ment of the treat. "Girls," said Dick, "we'll have to get even with you for this." "How can you ?" "Oh, we'll give you a party of some sort, see if we don't." "You bet your boo--" Buckhart stopped short, clapping his hand over his mouth. Dick laughed at the . break, but of all the girls Zona Desmond was the only one who recognized him by that slip. "I won't give you away," whispered Zona. "But I shall give myself away if I don't look out," he muttered, in disgust. There came a skurrying of feet outside the door, on which there was a sudden peculiar knock. "Something's up, girls!" exclaimed Zona, as she haste!led to open the door. A white-faced girl looked in and exclaimed: "Scatter, girls! Get out quickly! Miss Tartington is back, and I do believe she is coming straight here to this room !" I Then she vanished. CHAPTER III. THE FIRE AND THE ESCAPE. , Zona Desmond, who up to that moment had seemed a leader, was the first of them all to take flight. • Thinking of no one but herself, she darted out like a flash and was gone. For a moment the girls were motionless, and then they were thrown into the greatest confusion'. The most of them thought of themselves and what would happen to them if they were caught. But two there were who thought of others. Dick!" exclaimed Felecia1 clutching him. -, • in the room to hide, some fled after Zona, and some did not seem to know what to do. "Pard," said Buckhart, in Dick's ear, "I reckon it's time for us to puckachee !" I Doris caught up the-iamp and ran to the window. "Get out quick!" she whispered. "I'll blow out the lamp the moment you get out of the window!" Dick had the open in a twinkling. "Out, fellows!" he breathed. "Slide down . that lad der!" The boy who was disgiJised as "Angie" jumped on the window ledge and put his foot outside. Then he paused. "Hustle!" urged Dick. "Thunder and lightning ! " said "Angie," in const e rnation. "What's the matter?" "The ladder!" "What--" "It's gone I" "Gone?" "Sure, fellows!" "Why, it can't be I" "But it is, jtTst the same ' !" palpitated "Angie," drawing back into the room. "Somebody , has taken it away!" D i ck looked out. ''Angie" had told the truth. The ladder was not under the window . It had bee>1 removed, and the boys seemed fairly trapped. . "We've got to jump for it, fellows!" said Dick. "\A.Te've got to jump-and take chances!" ''Jump?" came from "Angie." "Not I! I think too much of my neck!" "But the girls! If we are caught here, it will be a bad thing for them." "Out of the way!" came from BuckhartL as h e

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8 TIP TOP WEEKLY. pushed the hesitat ing one aside. "I'll risk it if you fellows will follow me! C o me on!" "vVe 'll follow," promised Dick. "Don' t fool away the time. Go ahead!" He wished the others to get out. He would be the l as t o ne, and gi v e the others the opportunity . "Her e go es! " sa id Buckhart. H e s l i ppe d through the window and l et hims elf down , swi ngi n g out from th e w ind o w ledge and jump in g boldly. T h e y he a rd him s t r i k e the gro u nd. • " ' A ngie " leaned out of the w i nd o w and c a lled: "All r ight?" " All r ight," c a m e back the as s u rance from Brad. "Co r ne o n." Then "Angie" foli o . wed. T he " o l d v ;o m a n " s e e m e d r elu ct an t t o go . "YOU n ext," sa id Di c k, p o s i tively. "Goo d -n i g h t , Do r is!" said the " o ld w o man . " "G o o
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, ' TIP TOP WEEKLY. 9 "I'd like to know who moved that ladder," muttered Dick. "If that had not been moved, we'd all slipped out and gnt away before Miss Tartington showed up." But there was n! time to look for the ladder. They started aW
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IO TIP TOP WEEKLY. Thunder and guns! Your hands are blistered in out doubt, an attempt will be .made to make them tell plac s ! You must have a doctor!" , "I think I can attend to them myself, as soon as I can get this rig off. Lend me a hand, Brad. • ' Buckhart helped him get out of the skirts and into his own clothes. Then Dick went to Frank's "medical cabinet," where he found soothing ointment and band ages, with the aid of which, assisted by Brad; he bound up his hands. "Pard, this has been a right bad old night, after all," said the Texan. "Oh, no!" returned Dick, as cheerfully as he could. "We've ' bad sport enough. We should be satisfied." "Well, mebbe so! but the racket didn't pan out just as I allowed it might. Besides, I'd like to know who those two galoots were who butted in on us. Pard, who do you reckon they were?" "They were academy fellows." "I opine so, but just who were they, that's the question?" "They were well rigged up, it was not easy to penetrate their disguises. Who do you think they were, Brad?" "I admit I don't knO'\V, pard. All along I did allow as how I'd pitch in and rip off their veils before they got away from us for good, but things came so I clean forgot it. We all were mightily excited when the lamp dropped and the fire started, but we couldn't get back to help you put it out. One of them kept saying something about Doris, and it was plain he was scared to death for fear she would be burned." "Whioh one was that?" "The old woman." "And it was the old woman whom Doris seemed in terested in," said Dick. ' . 'She must have known the I fellow in that rig." "I allow so." "I arn afraid," said Dick, "that we have not heard the last of our little lark." "Why, you think--" ''l\Iiss Tartington will investig
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TIP TOP WEEKLY. I I Arlington stood on the lower stair and blocked Dick's passage, a scornful look on his face. "Hello, Me{fiwell," he said, with a meaning smile. "How did you enjoy it?" D i ck was tempted to step aside and pass on without making reply. Then came the thought that he would not p e rmit this fellow to see him betray any feeling on such an occasion, and so he coolly asked: "How did I enjoy what?" "Your little racket last night." Dick mana g ed to repress his feelings so that he did not start or show the slightest emot i on. "\Vhat do . by that?" he calmly questioned. "vV hat little racket?" "Ho! ho!" laughed Chester, mockingly. "How in nocent we are!" Dick felt like striking him in the face. In that mo ment young Merriwe l l's sleeping temper, which he fanc ied he had conquered, threatened to rise up like an a0rousevon 't hurt any one with those hands. that I remain behind to take your place as . There's not the least danger." Dick had forgo tten his bandaged hands. "You know when to choose your time to be insult ing, Arlington!" he said, cuttingly. "You are easily insulted! What have I sa id?" "Enough to put me wise to the fact that you know some things you may be asked to explain." "Is that so! I'll take my chances on that. L o ok out th a t you are not asked first for explanations. Y our bandaged hands are a dead give-away , Merriwell." "How d oes it hap p en that you know so much?" asked Dick, his d a rk ey es s e e ming to cut through Ar-a leader." Dick laughed in genuine derision. Then he passed the fellow and ascended the stairs. CHAPTER V. THE MASK DROPPED. Di c k watched Che s ter Arl i n g ton like a hawk. The fellow did not know it, otherwise he migl:it have been mo r e cautiou s in his rnovements. That very day Mer riwell saw Arli n g to n and Hal D a rrell meet in front of lington. "Will you be good enough to explain that!" the gym., saw Darrell say something to Chester in a

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1 2 TIP TOP WEEKLY. low tone, saw thenl botli turn flside ttrtd disappear be hind the building. Nov/ Dick was confide11t that Hal Darrell Was the mystetious '.'old wcnnan" of the g-oose party, although he had not even hinted as much to Brad Buckhart. This being the case, the actions of Arlington and Darrell seenled inost suspicious, and Dick lost no time in following them. Back of the gym. at a little distance was the famous group of cedars, where many a hasty fight..,betweert cadets had been "pulled off." When it was not pos sible to get away to Chadwick's pasture, or when the angry cadets could not wait, then the cedars came in handy, for they could be reached quickly and served as protection from outside observation. Darn:ll had seemed moved by suppressed anget when he spoke to f.rlington, and Dick wondered if thete was to be a fight. If so, he wished to witness the go . . Vvheh he walked round the building no one was in sight. Hal ahd Chester had disappeared in the cedars. He walked sttaight toward the green shelter. As he1drew rtear the sound of angry voices speaking in suppressed tones reached his ears. "You blowed on us, !" he distinctly heard Darrell saying. "I trusted you. I told you about the goose party and how we were going rigged in dresses, and you informed Miss Tartington." "Prove it," sneer . ingly invited Arlington. "I defy you to prove it." "You do not deny it !" "Bah! I'll not take the trouble to deny it!'" "Then you admit it?" "No. " "You must either admit or deny it!" "Is that so? Well, I decline to do either." you did not blow on us,'' said Hal, "how did Miss Tartington learn anything was happening? Why did she leave the and hurry to the school ?" "Don't ask me," said indifferently. "How do you suppose I can account for her actions." "We have been friends, Arlington," came earnestly from Hal, "but I think this just about ends it!" -----"As you like," was the provoking rHort. "I am quite indifferent to your friendship or your hatred." "You were not so indifferent a while ago." "Oh, I had a use for you then. You were on the football team. The football season is over." "And so," palpitated Hal, fiercely, "having a use for me, you introduced rne h? your sister and your mother-you pretended to be very fria1dly-you--" "In short, I fooled you, Darrell," laughed Chester. "I saw you were smashed on my sister, and I wanted to stand in with you to work you against Merriwell, so I introduced you to June. You're a good-looking fellow, and I thought June might take a passing liking • to you; but she had seen that duffer Merri well, and you didn't cut any ice after that." Darrell was furious, and he seemed on the point of flying at Chester as Dick Merriwell coolly walked into the little opening in the midst of the cedars, stopping to look the two fellows over. Both were startled by his appearance. "So you have found your fine friend out at last, have you, Darrell." said Dick, surveying Arlington with such withering scorn and contempt that it stirred Chester's blood and made him long to kill the speaker. "Spy! Eavesdropper! Sneak!" snarled Arling ton, suddenly losing his scornful and haughty dignity. "From any one else I might resent that," said Dick, in the same contemptuous manner; "but it is not worth noticing from such a low cad as you, Arlington." That was too much. Chester wheeled and came at pick, his eyes blazing and his teeth showing. "You have picked out a good time to get just what I want to give you!" he panted, his fist upraised. Hal Darrell grasped his wrist and gave him a twisting whirl that sent him aside. Immediately Darrell stepped before Dick. "If you want to fight any one, I am the one for you!" he said. Chester, taken by surprise, had been nearly thrown. Now he faced about furiously, his face white with passion. "You get out of the way, Darrell!" he grated. "Merri well is my meat! I've got him now-got him

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• TIP TOP WEEKLY. 13 right where I want him! His hands are burned. He can't fight much, and I'm going to get square with hin1 !" "I'll take no more from you ! If 1 go to the guard:. house, I'll agree to leave my mark 6n you before I'm locked up!" "That's cowardly!" flung back Hal. "But my Chester saw that he had taunted Darrell until the hands are all right! I'll take his place!" Arlington did not seem to want to fight Darrell. "Get out of the way!" he repeated . "He's the one I want to get at." "Let him come, Darrell," said Dick, calmly. "I , ought to be able to whip him without any hands." But H<:l did not step aside. "It's my quartel anyhow," he said. "You have no right to dip into it. I'll settle with this fellow." Hal was intensely in earnest. When aroused he had a temper that was dangerous. "Oh, I see the trick!" snapped Arlington. ''It's a put up job! Yott knew Merri well , was coming! In spite of all your talk, it1 spite of the things you have said to me about Merriwell, you bow down lo him, like the other fellows here . You're a dog to lick his hand!" D a rrell muttered something and started towa r d Chester. "Keep off!" snarled Arli11gto11. "If you put a hand on me, I'll shout for help! You know what that. means! You'll go to the guardhouse!" This threat stopped Hal. ''Coward l" he flung at Cheste r Ir "You are two to my one," was the retort. "Why shouldn' t I shout?" "You're a coward!" "You're a fool! You had lots of chances to throw Merriwell down, but you failed to improve an y of _ them . All the same, I worked you some!" He began t o laugh in a manner that brot.tght the hot blood of shame pouring into Hal's oheeks . "You did resign froi:n the team once," Chester went 011) in that intensely cutting manner. "I led you into that. But you were afraid to go t'ilrther, and you permitted Merri well to drag you back into the fold ... latter was in such a rage that he could not restrain himself much longer. Then Arlingtoq laughed , sna pping his fingers . ''.I'm not alarmed," he said, although he retreated a b it. "I am not afraid of you both." In his heart Dick actually hoped Hal would give Chester the drubbing the fellow undoubtedly deserved. But Chester continued to back off. "Now you two fellows . kiss and make up," he m o cked. "You're a fine pair! But you don't want to forget th a t the little racket over at Lakeside School m a y result in the expulsion of both of you from Fardale Academy . Ha! ha! ha l Ha! ha! ha!" Laughing thus, he turned and retreated, quickly clisnppearing from "Oh, I have a big score to settle with you!" mut tered Darrell, frowning bla ckly. "And I'll settle it s ome time! , It will be a s ettlement in full!" "I'm glad y o u ha v e found him out, Darrell," said ' , Dick, quietly. "Now you know exactly what sort of a fellow he is." \Hal looked ashamed, as well . as angry. "Yes, I know, Men:iwell," he said. "I suppose I s hould have found him out before. It's my fault." Dick understood that Hal's eyes had been blinded to Chester's real characte r by the rather dazzlin g radi ance of June Arlington's smiles, and he felt t hat ther e was an excuse for the fellow. It was still a mystery to Dick that Chester could have such a sister . "It's t good thing to find out a false friend in time, as you have," said Dick. "I don't know about finding him out in time. You heard what he said. J f lVIiss Tartington investigates--Of course, you know now that I was the 'old woman?' " "I suspected it all along," said Dick. "And 'Angie' You'll become one of his set yet. You'll fawn over was Elmer Dow?" him and flatter him, just as the others do." "I'm not gi ving away any one else. We're in the "That's the limit, Arlington!" said Hal, hoarsely . soup." •

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TIP TOP WEEKLY . • "Perhaps I am. You may not be. That is, unless . Arlington is dirty enough to give you away. My hands will give me away. However, I've been looking for an outbreak all day, and it hasn't come yet. The only thing I fear is that it is the calm before the storm." "Oh, Miss Tartington will investigate, don't doubt that for a moment. If it comes, Merriwell, I'll stand by you." "Thanks," said Dick. "Better look out for self. You can do no good by standing by me. you take my advice and keep still." CHAPTER VI. PROFESSOR GUNN IS CONSULTED. yourJust "What did I tell you!" exclaimed Darrell, as they were return ing from the cedars and saw a turnout approaching the aeademy. "There comes Miss Tartington !" was right. Miss T a rtington stepped from the carriage and was escorted to Professor Gunn's study, where she waited for the professor, vvho happened to be giYing his attention to a class when she arrived. In a short time the thin, bewigged, bespectacled 0ld man came briskly into the room, rubbing his hands and smiling his blandest. "Miss Tartington !" he exclaimed, as she rose to greet him. "This is an unexpected pleasure, I assure you!" . "There is no pleasure for me in this call, Professor Gunn," said the angular spinster in a tone of voice caused the profe ssor's face to fall suddenly. "Dear me!" he said. "I wonder what the matter is! Something h as happened?" They were both embarrassed, for they remembered their last meeting at John Snodd's barn dance, on which occasion Mrs. Gunn h a d appeared they were dancing together and dragged the professor from the floo r i1:i a most hum i liating manner. Mrs. Gunn, who was hard of hearing, was very jealous of Miss Tartington. She was a scold and a shrew of th e worst type. and she made the life of the poor old pro fesso r as miserable as she could. Indeed, the professor seldom found any peace except when away from her, and, when he was not in the class room, he spent much of his tim e in his study. "Yes, professor, something has happened," said Miss Tartington, gravely. • "Dear! dear!" sighed Gunn, in distress. "What is it? What can it be?" "It is a very serious matter. In fact, it is ous!'' The professor b{!gan to tremble, . "My goodness!" he thought. "Nancy has been making talk about her, she has come here to see me about it! That . .woman will send me a raving lun atic tb my grave !" "I attended the lecture last evening," Miss Tartington went on. "I saw you there," interrupted the professor. "During my absence something of a most serious and distressing nature happened at the school." Gunn drew a deep breath of relief. "Thank Heaven! it's not what I thought!" he menr tally exclaimed. Aloud he said : "Ah! And yciu havecome to ask my a v ice? 1 assure you I will do my to advise you pre>perly." "Wait until you hear . wha:t happened. While I was at the lecture a boy brought me a note. The note informed me that several boys from this academy, dressed and disguised as girls, had entered my school at the invitat i on of some girls who had chosen the time of my absence to hold a goose party." "'vVell ! well!" said the professor, holding up his hands. "Did you ever!" "I could not believe it possible," continued Mijs Tartington. "But I cal)ed a carriage immediately, left the lecture and hastened to the school. I entered and reached the room where the party was being held just in time to find the last of the boys about to jump from the second story window in order to escape." "My! my! my!" gasped the professor. "The fellow was, as I had been anonymously mformed, rigged up like a girl." "Butyou saw him-you recognized hi.m ?" "He had a veil over his face." , "Then you did not recognize him?" eagerly ques tioned Gunn, as he actually seemed relieved. "Wait a minute. One of t . he girls, Doris Temple ton, was holding a lamp, which, in her agitation, she dropped as I came in. The lamp was broken and the . oil caught fire." "Dreadful ! dreadful!" gasped Gunn. "Some of the burning oil sp a ttered on Doris Templeton's dress, which started to blaze up." "Perfectly awful I" •

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TIP TOP WEEKLY. "The boy who was about to jump out of the win-• dow sprang back into the room, caught up a rug, wrapped it round Doris, threw her on the floor where there was no fire, and rolled her over and over until he extinguished the flames and saved her from burning to death." "The act of a hero!" burst from the professor. "He also extinguished the fire on the floor by means of rugs and blankets. Then, in the midst of the ex citement, he jumped from the window and got away." "And you did not e see his face?" "No." "And you did not re . cognize him at all?" "No." "I'm g l ad of it!" thought the professor. "However," said Miss Tartington, "I think I have learned since from one of the girls who he is. You may be sure 1 have questioned those girls closely. And they are all to be properly for . their folly. I will have discipline in my school, professor! This was an outrageous breach. It shocked me beyond measure. I have come to you to seek advice in this matter. You must see what a serious matter it is." "I do! I do!" "Under ordinary circumstances it would scarcely be too severe punishment to ask for the expulsion of the boys engaged in-the affair." "Hum! ha! Ha! hum!" coughed the professor. "Under ordinary circumstances. But these circum stances are quite extraordinary-quite so. One of the 1 boys proved himself a hero. You must acknowledge that." "That is not the only thing that places me in a most embarrassing position, Professor Gunn. I have cause to believe that there is quite another reason why it is imppssible to punish him as his scandalous act"merits." "What other reason?" 'tHis brother was instrumental in founding Lakeside School." "Good gracious!" ex'claimed Gunn. "His brother? Then the boy was Richard Merriwel1 ?" "I have every reason Tartington, regretfully. for a fact." to believe so," sighed Mi s s "Of course, I do not know it "I can hardly believe it," protested the professor. "And yet, in some respects, it is like him. Dear me! it is too bad! But boys will be boys, you know. They will have their frolics." Miss Tartington grew very stern and cold. "You must realize what a scandalous thing this is," she said. "It is no ordinary . offense. Think of it! They invaded my school, which is exclusively for girls; but, worse still, they were dressed in skirts, were made up like gii-ls themselves. What can be done, pro fessor?" "I don't know," confessed Gunn, who had a strong liking and admiration for Dick Merriwell. ' " Some of them should be punished." "You cannot punish one without punishing all." "That is the trouble. And a failure to punish, professor, will show lack of discipline." "Perhaps you have been misinformed; i>erhaps Richard Merriwell took no part in it." "ln such a case-" "In such a case," said the professor, at once, "I will . have no hesitation in making a full investigation." "But how are we to find out?" "We will call MerriwelL I'll have him come here at once." He pushed an electric button. The summons answered directly by a cadet with chevrons on his sleeve. "Cadet Rankin," said the professor, "you will 111-form Cadet Merri well that he is to present himself without delay before me here in my study." "Yes, sir," said Cadet Rankin, saluting, and disap pearing. CHAPTER VII. THE PROFESSOR HAS HIS TROUBLES. "Here is where I get it in the vicinity of the collar button," muttered Dick, as he stood outside the pro fessor's door in answer to the summons. Cap in hand, he walked in quietly as the door was opened to admjt him. Miss Tartington was standing with her hand on the back of a chair, her face very grave and austere. Both th e professor and Miss Tartington glanced im mediately at Dick's bandaged hands. "\i\That is the matter with your hands, Merri well?" asked the professor, immediately. "I burned them, sir," was the prompt answer. "Er, hum ! " coughed Gunn. "You must have • burned them quite severely?" "I,. did, sir." "How did it happen?"

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16 TIP TOP WEEKLY. Dick looked from one to the other. He knew they were ready to accuse him. "Perhaps Miss Tartington can tell you better than I," he said, quietly. "You see, professor I" exclaimed Miss Tartington. "There is no doubt of it! He is guilty!" "Merriwell, I'm sorry I" said Gunn. "It is a most regrettable affair. If you had denied it--" "Would you have me lie, professor?" "No, no I not for the world! So you acknowledge that you were one of the thoughtless, reckless, wretched boys wbo invaded the sacred precincts of Miss Tartington's school last night?" "Yes, sir." "Dear me I dear me ! Who were . your companions, sir?" "Excuse me, professor; I cannot tell." "Eh? You cannot? You mean that you will not? Is that it?" "I cannot." "Be careful, sir! You may have to suffer the full punishment alone." Dick said nothing, but his ma'imer indicated that he had no thought of betraying any one of the others who were with him. "If you speak out and tell us the names of your guilty companions," said Gunn, "your punishment may be much less severe . " "My punishment would be far more severe if I did that," declared Dick. "\Vhat do y ou mean, sir? How would it?" "My conscience would punish me for betraying them." The professo r coughed, brou ght a handker ch ief, wiped his spectacles and bl e w his nose v ig o rousl y . . "Oh, dear, professor I what can we do?" exclaimed Miss Tartingto n, suddenly, for to her the position was mo s t distre s sing. Realizing h o w much she owed to Frank Merriw ell, without whose assistance the Lake side school would never have come into existence, she was at a loss . to divine the proper course to pursue in this emergency. Miss Tartington stepped tow a rd the professor and p l a ced a hand on his arm. As she did so the door was thrust wide open. It had been standing slightly ajar. Into the room popped Mrs. Gun,n, the perfect picture of indignation. "Now I h ave caught you two!" she cried, shrilly. "I heard her-I heard her call you dear, you old repro bate I" • It is a remarkable peculiarity of some deaf persons .that they sometimes hear when it does not seem pos sible for them to do so. In this case, although she was outside the door, Nancy had heard a woman's voice exclaim "Oh, dear!" and she entered in time to dis cover Miss Tartington with her hand on the prnfessor's arm. "Woman!" she shrilled ; "you are a destroyer of do mestic bliss! But I ha t e caught you!" In her unreasoning excitement, she caught up an inkstand of red ink from the professor's table and flung it at Miss But with the usual ac curacy of a woman, she struck the professor fair in the middle of his white shirt bosom . The red ink flew in all directions. It left a great crimson splash over that shi r t bosom . It spattered over the professor's chin and face and nose. The pro fessor ;eeled and uttered a cry, flinging up his hands. "Oh, Lord!" gasped Nancy, in horror, for the ink looked much like blood. "I've killed him!" The professor dropped heavily an a chair. In a mo ment N ancy was at his side. She dropped on her knees and flung her arms about him. "Oh, Zenas ! Zenas !" she wailed. "Why did I do it I Go for the doctor! Go help! He's dying! Look at the blood I Oh, I have killed him!" Miss Tartington looked on in helpless dismay. As for Dick, he c o uld not suppress his laughter, for the situ a tion was ludicrous in the extreme. "This i s dreadful!" gasped Miss Tartington. "What will that woman do next ?" "Nobody knows, " answ e red Dlck. '" W h at a disgrace if this ge ts out!" exclaimed M iss Tartington . ,. . "Woman!" gasped Gunn, as he mopped his face with his handkerchief, "what demon possesses you?" Then he saw the white handkerchief stained with the red ink, and it was his turn to be frightened. "'What's this?" he squawked, not realizing it was ink. "I am dying! This is the end!" "Oh, Zenas !" frantically cried his wife. "I didn't mean it! Don't die! Don't leave ms a widder !" "You have brought it on yourself," he returned. "I feel that I am sinking fast! What deadly weapon was it you struck me with ?'1 "Oh, I don't know I I don ' t know !'1 sobbed Nancy,

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TIP TOP WEEKLY. wringing her hands. "I was so excited I didn't know what I d : d." "You can see what your anger, what your insane • jealousy has brought us to." This was "rubbing it in," for this time the professor had b egun to realize that he was not seriously hurt and had seen the empty inkstand on the floor. Then came the thought that now was the time tc:i teach his wife a lesson, and he improved the opportunity. "I'm sinking swiftly," he declared, winking over Nancy's shoulder at Dick, who was still struggling to restrain his merr iment. "The encl is near." "Oh, Zenas ! Zenas ! don ' t die!" entreated Nancy. "If I were to live you would be just as j ea ious in the future--just as unreasonable." "No, no! I'll never lile jeakm s of you again. I promise. We'll call the doctor. . Perhaps he can do something. Perhaps he can save yot1." "No," said Gunn. "I'm fee ling better now. I believe I shall survive." "But the "What l>lood ?" " \ N hy, it's all over your shh-t a11d your faee and your handkerch ie f." "That's not blood." "Hey? Then what is it?" "Red ink. You threw the inkstand, and the red ink spattered ali over me." It was amazing with what suddenness Mrs. Gunn reco v ered. The change that came over her wa s reaily astonishing. In a moment she was on h e r feet again. "Nothing but red ink !" she almost snarled. "You old wretch l And I thought you were dying! You old deceiver! And I caught you here with this woman! I'll snatch you bald-headed!" "I'm that already," sighed Gunn. . Nancy turned again on Miss Tarting ton, wha was trembling with a pprehensioz;i. "I'll scratch your eyes out!" shG declared, advan cing . • Miss Tartington appealed to Dick for protection. She was badly frightened. "Keep her off!" she entreated. "Don't let her touch me and I'll do anything! Oh, why did I come here! The woman is crazy! Keep her away and I'll <>verlook wbat happened la!t night!" This was Dick's opportunity, and he improved. it. He sprang before Nancy, who was surprised to see him the:e. He urged her to wait a minute, and then quickly explained why Miss Tartington had called on the professor. "And were you here in the room when I came in?" asked Mrs. Gunn. "I was here, but you di cl not notice me. You were too excited. I assure you it is all right, Mrs. Gunn." "But you say they're going to punish you for going to see s ome of the girls o v er at th a t school? Well, now h e re is where I have something to say! I've al ways liked you, same as I did your brother Frank, and I don't propose to ee you pu nished just for h a ving a little fun. If they don't drop it they 'll both be sorry { f'll have them both up in court! I'll--" "That settles it as far as I'm concerned," admitted Gunn. "When Nancy takes a hand what she says goes with me." Miss Tartington was glad enough to drop the mat ter with that understanding, as she immediately conf.esed. "Perhaps it is the better way, after all," she said. "I suppose there are some things we have to overlook, and this is one of them. I shall take no further action in the matter. Good-day, professor." She bo-.,ved ooldly to Nancy, and, haste.ned from the room. CHAPTER VII.I. JUST IN TIME. From that hour the whole matter seemed to be dropped, much to the astonisliment and disgtist of Chester Arlington, who had looked forward with pleasant and revengeful anticipation to the hoped-for humiliation and punishment of Dick Merriwell. Disappointed and angry, Arlington deelared that this hushing up of the affair showd that Merriwell had some kind of a "pull" with the faculty. He had told his friends that something wail going to happen to Dick, and they kept asking for an explana tiol'l. This he did not care to make, for he did not wish to confess that the boys had been detected by Miss Tarting-ton through his treachery in warning her after he had bei.m trusted by Darrell. Dick observed with some satisf-ac.tion that, at last, 1 Hal and Chester had ceased to be intimate. All along Dick had known that Arlington was ing to use Darrell as a tool, but he also knew it would not be possible to prevent it by approaching Hal and telling him the truth. Darrell was so proud and high

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• 18 T IP TOP WEEKLY. spirited that he would have resented su c h an attempt to do him a favor. Besides, he thought . himself astute enough to know whether any fellow was his friend or his foe. For all that it had seemed probable at one time Hal and Dick never would become close friends. Darre)l had been compelled to cease his hostility toward Dick out 9f gratitude for several friendly turns on the part of Merriwell. But it is certain that Darrell never entirely wholly forgave Dick for between him Doris.. I ' and and This had been quite unintentional on Dick's part, but Darrell's pride had been touch , ed . He was very fond of Doris. He had tried to forget her; and he had even founq pleasure iq the company of June Arlington. Through it all, however, he often thought bitterly that Merriwell had turned Doris from him. But ' now Doris had learned of Dick's friendliness toward June, and she promptly gave him the cold shoulder. This pleased Hal. On the night of the goo se party he had noted that the "Yale girl" ha
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• TIP TOP WEEKLY. "I have lots of money to spend," he said, "and I wi11 buy you any amount of presents..... You may have aH t . he candy--" "Now you are proving that you are anything but a gentleman!" declared Doris. "No gentleman o ffers brib$ like that. Candy! Do you think I' cl care to krn ; :iw you just because yum offer to buy candy?" "Well, that's not all . I can buy lots of other things, rings and glo v es and ril?bons and knicknacks that will m a ke all the o t her girls jealous." ')o r i s sto pped short, facing him. "You a r e insultin g , sir!" she cried. "I wish you to go on a bout your business at once!" "And now you are prettier than ever !" exclaim e d Chester. "If I go on, I'll have a kiss before I go!" He caught her in his arms, but she strnggled and cried out. HaJ Darrell came ovec the fence and into the road with two great lounds . He grasped Arlington by the neck, -snnt. ohi:d Doris away and flung the fe'!Jow a side. "Hal!" cried Doris. Chester, a!iltonished and' infuriated, called out to Marsh. who relea s ed Felecia, whom he had grasped as his fr1e n d clu tclwd Dor i s . Marsh turned and struck Hal Darrell a terrible blow behind the ear, Hal being tota lly unp r epare
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z o TIP TOP WEEKLY. See.il'lg this and realizing that the jig was up, for "I'm not so sure of it,'' said Chester. "I'll devise Darrell was crawling to his feet and there would be some scheme to fix that all right, see if I don't," two against him in a minute, Chester whirled and took The following m orning the cadets were delighted to his heels, ru11ning like a deer. At first, Dick started when they rose at reveille and discovered thaf there to fol.low t he fellow, but he seemed to change his mind had been a fall of snow in the night, covering the world in
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I TIP 'TOP WEEKLY. 2 1 But the plebes had the advantage, and the yearlings could not withstand the hail of snowballs. In spite of Brad's encouragement, part of them took to their heels and made for the . nee that enclosed the football field. Buckhart was disgusted. "Hold o ,i1, you duffers!" he roared. "\\That's the matter with you? Are you going to let them chase you round like a flock of sheep? You make me sick l You do, I know !" But he was compelled to retreat also, which he did with poor grace, growling like a dog with a sore ear. At the corner of the football field he rallied the rattled yearlings and brought them to a stand. "\Vhere is Merri well?" was the cry. For Dick was not with them. Only a part of the yearlings had been caught in this manner by the plebes . Others were in their rooms, Dick being one of these. The sound of the battle them, and Dick found out what was taking place as the plebes forced Buckhart and his companions to take refuge behind the academy . Immediately Dick set about gathering the rest of the yearlings to take part in the battle. But before he had accomplished this Bucl
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• 22 TIP TOP \VEEKL Y. "That depends," sai
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I \ TIP TOP WEEKLY. • "Fathers don't count here," reminded Hector. "You ought to know that by thi s time, old man." "Well, it makes me sore to think a fellow like him can Le thought such a wonder. But I care about him. W e'll lay for the girls down at the bot tom of the hill. Felecia Delores is almost sure to be with Dori s T e mpl e ton . We'll grab both of them, if she is." "'v V e? V v e ? " said Ma r sh. "Then you are going to t::!ke a h
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TIP TOP \VEEKLY. \ "Come back here, yQu fools! " he snarled. "Don't you dare leave me!" But they saw that one of the pursuers was close upon Chester, and they paid no heed to his command. Realizing that he would be in a bad scrape if canght, Arlington recklessly plunged into the cold water of the lake and began to swim after the boat, still calling for hi . s friends to c o me back and take him in. The fellow who had hastenea after him stopped on the shore and watched him. Chester swam a short distance, then seemed to realize the folly of his efforts and started to turn back. Sudhe _gave , a cry, flung up his hands and sank from view. Now the fellow watching him on the shore was Dick Merriwell, who with Hal had been waiting on the island or the young scoundrels to -bring their cap_ tives there. Dick had eeen given a "tip" by one of the fellows approached by Arlington. He was not told everything that was to happen, but he was warned to slip out to the island and wait there to see what oc curred. Thu? it happimed that he was not on hand to assist the girls when they were set up on, as he would have been had he known everything that was to occur. He had also been "tipped" to take Hal Darrell with him, and this he had done. _ Dick and Hal had started to rush forward, close the door of the cabin and shut the four rascals in pris oners, but three of the fellows had stepped out in t11ne to see them. When Dick saw Arlington go dowu he knew the fellow had been seized by cramps. Immediately he flung off some of his clothing, tore his shoes from his feet and leaped into the water, which was bitter cold. He s-wam as swiffly as possible toward the spot where Arlingto n had disappeared. Chest e r came up, struggling weakly and in pain, and D ic k grasped him. "Now keep your hands off me," he said, "and I'll--" B-u.t, in his fear and" distress, Chester had clutched him . Dick knew what to do. He lifted his fist and struck the fellow hard amd fair between the eyes. Arlington released his hold, and Merriwell turned him about, getting hold of him firmly and striking for the shore. Hal a•d the girls had hurried to the shore and were there to witnes s the struggle, which they could see on the water, that was lighted by a gray light from the western sky. ' They encouraged Dick as he swam. Fortunately the shore ' was not far, and Dick reached it, being pulled out by Hal, who also dragged Chester Arlington from the water. The mask no longer covered Arlington's face, and he was recognized by them all. "Let's get into our boat, Hal," he said, "and pull "out of this as soon as possible. Boo! But it's cold!'' Regardless of his dripping conditiot} Felecia flung her arms round Dick's neck. "Oh, Dick!" she cried. "I'm so glad. I was frightened almost tQ death!" Doris said nothing JVi eekly, like a shorn at1d shivering l a mb, Arlington followed them as they crossed the island to the place where they h;1
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