Dick Merriwell's victory, or, Holding the enemy in check


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Dick Merriwell's victory, or, Holding the enemy in check

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Dick Merriwell's victory, or, Holding the enemy in check
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LARGEST CIRCULATION IN Price, Five Cents. DOWlli TWI: li\OPJC DIOit SLID UJal A l!ITJl.EAX, AND DBUPPIU> UPON TWll llBAJ> AND SBOUlJ:>EBS OJ'

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a 11"st of sto .r1"es i! If you have not read them, l ook over this _ catalogue and you will unexcelled in any part of this world to-day . . Don't fail t o read these stories if you have not already. . r _ 325-Dick Merriwell's Triumph; or, The Finish of the Season. 3:?6-Frank Merri well !-)n Deck; or, Getting Into Mad River League. 327-Dick Merri well in Trim; or, The Boy Wonder of the League. 328-Frank MerriweU's Honor; or, Defying the Boss of the League. 32g-Dick Merriwell's . Danger; or, The Secret Order of the 330-Frank Merr'iwell's Fracas; or, Hot Times in Mad River League. 33 -1-E>ick Merriwe11's 'Diamond; or, Fighting f9r the Lead in " the Leag-11e. . 332-Fra9k Merriwell's Turn; . or, The Greatest Game of the Season. 333-Dick Merriwell ' s ,Nt'!\ Ball; or, The Boy Wonder at His Best 334-Ftank Merriw . ell's ''Ginger;"" or, Winning an Uphill Game . . 335-Dick :rvrerriwell's or, Unrri'asking the Man of Mystery. . 336-Frank Merriwell's Winners; or, Landing on Top in Mad RiYer League. 337-Dick l\'1erriwell's Return; or, Again to the Old School. 338-Dick" Merriwell's Difficulties; or, Making Up the Eleven. . 339-Dick Merriwell's Mercy; ' or . . The First Game . on the Gridiron . .. 340-:-pick Merriwell's Dash ; or, Play ing fa,st a'.1)d Fair . . 341.:__l)ick Merriwell's Set; or, Friends and -F:9es at Fardale. -: 342-Dick Merriwell's Ability; or , The Gladiators of Gridiron. . 343---:-Dkk o.r, By Luck 01 Pluck. 344-Dick Merriwell ; ? Trust; or, _ Friendship Trtie and Tried. 345-Dick Merriwell's Or;' Bound to oe a Winner. : . l\l[erriwell's ' Determination; or, The Courage that Conq\ters. 347-pi'ck Readiness; or, Who Stole the Papers? 348-Dick J\ferriwell's Trap: or, Snai:ing a Spook. 349--:;Dick M.erriwell's Vim; or, The Greatest Game of All. .. < Lark; or, Beaten at E . very Turn. . _ . . 351-Dick Defense, or, Up Against the Great Eaton Five . . D . exterity; or, Hot Work to the Finish. 353-:-Dick . or, The Mystery of Flint , 354-Djc;:k Metrhvell's Help; or, Flinfs Struggle with Himself. 355-Dick Merriwell's M:odel. ; or, . l\1erriwell's Fight for Fortune. 356-Dick Merri-\vell as Detective; or, For the Honor of a Friend. 357-Dick Merriwe1l's Dirk; or, Beset ' by Hidde!} Peril. 358-Dkk Merriviell's V ' ictory; or," ljolding the in Check. • ' . . ' . ., ... With TrP ToP No . . 285 : begins : the now famous ill which Dick Merriwell has eJ1tered the'. good old -schoo(at which the ca:teer of Frank Merriwell also began some . yeq,rs ago. Americ . ans will want to read of the fine things tha t Dick Merzj.well has is doi,;g ahd will in the fut u re do . . STREET & SMITH, Publishers, 238 William St., New York. "*************U******************************** *************************************. . . --... ' .. ':; . . .• .. . . -:.• ..... . ,"l /

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2 TIP TOP W EEKLY . "Hi 'ate it!" gru:nbled Billy Bradley. "Hi think At the same time he lifted his foot and smashed shut it i s perfectl y 'orrid , don ' t y' ' now! " O t hers were t a lking excitedly and angrily. The yea rlings were gathering in a mass outside the d oo r of the g ym., standing irt the deep snow: " A rli ngto n, it?" said one . "The plcpes h ave seized the g y m . They prop ose to keep us out. " ter and glass, which fell jangling and c r a sh ing. A t thi s instant, one of the plebes unh ook e d the shutter t o that window and s . wun g h alf of i t s hu t. Another , with a long pole , gave Dick a push that sen t / him b a ckw a rd. How the tri umphant plebe s y elled! They were de -'.'W. e . can ' t all o w it, " s a id an o ther . mu s t find light ed. Thi s was j o y for them! a w a y t o take the fort. " Dick gathered him s elf instantly and up to " M e rriwell o ught t o be , t o de v i s e a way, " s aid a third. "The window s ! " was the cry. "We'll have t o get in by t he windows! W e can do it!" There w a s a ru s h for the windows , which were rather high . One lad s t oo d w ith hi s face against the o ut e r w all o f the building , an o th e r s to o ped over behind him , a nd a third mounted quickly from the back of the seco n d t o the sh o ulders of the firs t , thus reachin g the w ind ow .
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TIP T P WE.i:,KLY. 3 "Tell us how," urged Scudder. " G e t a long timber-find one somewhere, and we ' ll sm a sh the shutter inside that broken window." "Oh, deah !'' murmured the Cockney youth. "Hi see where we ' ave some 'eavy dam a ges to pay. " "Hang the damages! " roared Buckhart . "\Vhoop ! Bri n g the b a ttering ram and let her batter! D o wn with the walls of Jerus alem! Come on , fellows!" But it was no easy thing to find such a timber as they wanted . The he a vy sn o w had covered the f ences and everything in the vicinity. "Let me get up there!" sh o uted Buckhart. "I'll kick the old shutter down 'vvith my hcio. f !" But when he had mounted on an o ther cha p's shoul ders Brad found this was no s i mp l e task , for the shut ter was strong and heavy ' and s o lidly made. "Kick away! " cried A rlington, inside. "When you break it down we 'll be all ready for you! Come on! " "Oh, you 'll have your turn when we get our hands on you!" roared back the Texan. "Which won ' t be this clay," was the derisive as s er tion. " H o w d o es the great Merriwell like it out there in the cold? This time he ' s up against the re a l thi ng!" "Oh, he'll finJ a way to get h i s fing ers on you before this racket is over, bet your b oo ts! " "I wish I thought it! This is the time he go t left h a nd s omely . Give him my regards, and tell him to sit out in a snowbank and cool his raging temper. Ha! ha! ha!" Buckh art did not swear , for he was not given to profan ity, but he rolled forth some sonorous words which s erved to relieve his feelings in a small degree. "'vVe sure are up a tree unless we can batter a way in there," he said, dropping from the window. seemed to be thinking . Unmindful of the howling storm and the driving snow , he stared at the building , while the boys shivered and waited. After a time, he said : "Boys, we're going to g et 111 there! V./ e've got to do it! We can't afford to let those p l ebes beat us. I have an idea." CHAPTER II. ON THE ROOF. They wondered what Dick's idea could be, but were sati sfied that it really amounted to for he was known to be full of resources on all occasions. "I want to get onto the roof of this building , " s aid Pick to Brad, in a low tone. "Onto the roof?" exclaimed Buckhart, surprise Ll. "Yes." "\Vhat for?" "To get inside." "How are you going to get in after you get onto the roof?" "You know there is a trapdoor in the roof th a t is u s ed as a ventilator." "Sure thing , pard." "vV ell, I'm going to try to get in there by that door." "You can't do it. It's a long distance from the trap to the Aoor of the gym." "That's all right," said Dick, quietly. "If I can g e t onto the r.oof and End that door so I can open it I'll make a way of getting down inside." "If you got in there you'd sure be captured by th ose duffers, and that would add to their triumph. I'm afraid it won't do, pard. We've got to think of s ome other p)an." But Dick was determinec\ to try his scheme. "There's the fire ladder in barracks," he said . "If \ve can get it out and around behind the gym. without being seen, I'll get onto the roof all right, and the n we'll see what we 'll see." "All right , " agreed Brad . "I'm with you . Y o u can depend on the great Unbranded Maverick of the Rio Pecos, you bet your sh oo ting irons!" "Then we must divert the attention of the ple b e s b y a good hard assault on the side opposite barracks and keep it up long enough to get the ladder out and roun d behind the building, where there are no w ind o ws. I shall d e pend on you to carry out that part of thtscheme . I'll get some fellows to help me with the lad der. while you make the assault." "Agreed," said Brad .

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,/ \ TIP TOP WEEKLY. By this time the cadets of the academy had all learned that something worth watching was taking place, and the upper windows of the barracks building were crowded with members of the two first classes, who were enjoying the predicament of the yearlings. For once it seemed that Chester Arlington had tlfe best of Dick Merriwell, but there were plenty whp _ prophe s ied that Dick would c o me out on top after all, th ot1g h the y c o uld not imagine h ow he was gofrig t o acc o mpl is h it. 'When e v er yt hing had b e en arra n ge d , Buckhart led a furio\.1s assault upon a wind o w o n the we s tern s i d e o f the building , and , under c o ver o f the excitement a nd conftis i on , Dick and tw o comp an i o n s s lipped away . A short time afterward :Merriwell a nd his assi s t a nts . appeared carrying the l o ng , heavy l a dder . But Buckhart was keeping up the racket to di vert the attenti o n of the p lebes, a nd the tri o wit h the l ad der s ucceeded in wading with it through the s n o w a nd getting behind the g ym. ' where there w e re no windo ws. Ten min ute s later the watcher s in barra c ks win do ws s aw a figure appe a r on the roo f of the g y mnasium. It wa s D ic k Merriw ell. Hi,s po s ition wa s rath e r dangerous, fo r the howl i ng wind threaten e d to t opple him off at an y m o ment, and the dri v ing sn o w b ea t in hi s fa c e and eye s with blinding fury. He could be diml y se en through the s torm as ' he ;Tiade hi s way along the roof. What was he try i n g to d o? That wa s the que s ti o n a s ked b y . o ne anoth e r o f the deeply (ntere s t e d w atch e rs. Dick knew. Up t h ere he -felt the full forc e o f the wind , and he reali z ed that he might be torn from the roof by some unu s u a lly fierc e blast and s ent whir ling d o wn t o meet , an injury likel y t o p rove fa tal. Dick set his te eth and s traddled t he c o ld and s lippery ridge pole of the build ing, w o rking h is way al ong with . great care. The s n ow s truck in hi s eyes at time s and blind e d him. The wind s e emed tearin g at him with frant i c hands, as if determined to drag him from his perch. "This is rather strenuous, to say the least," he thought , with something like inward laughter. But it delighted him. This was the sort of adven ture th a t stirred hi s blood and filled him with keen plea s ure. Buckhart and the yearlings were still hammering a w ay t o k eep the atte nti o n of the plebes, amt the sound of th e ir r ac ket came up through the howling storm. Di c k "'( rked hi s w ay al ong until he was on the rid g epole a bove t he ventilating window. This win d o w w as o n the leeward side of the ro o f and about a third o f the d o wn t o the eaves. It was arranged so it c o ul d be rai s ed o r l o wered fr o m the in s ide by pull i ng so me ro p es, and n o w M e rriwell n o ted tha t it had b e en pplled up ab out three inches. But, having re ache d the neare s t point o n the ridge pole a new p ro blem confro nted him. H ow wa s h e t o g et n e arer the wind o w? This could n o t be d o ne without s liding down to it, . and s uch a ri s k wa s fraught with great peril. T rue the r oo f w as not extremely steep, but it was s t ee p . e no u g h so that a per so n c o uld n .ot have main tain e d a p os iti o n o n either slant of i without the aid o f so met h ing in the wa y o f s upport. Di c k l ay d o wn a n d s tret c hed his fee t toward the win d ow . They did n o t r ea ch it by a con s iderable di s tanc e . If he l e t go and s lid down to , the window he might go cr as hing thro u g h and fall t o the floor of the gymnas ium , a thing t hat w a s alm ost certain to .be fatal. Di c k edg ed al ;mg somewhat further , s o that the win d o w w as s lightl y a t o n e s ide . If he let g o he would s lide d ow n p a st it. "I'v e got to ch a nce it ," thought the determined boy. "I'll s lide a nd be ready to catch hold of the lower casmg. If I calcul a te just right, I can do it. If I n1lss--" H e knew what that meant. He would go scooting d o wn to t he e aves a nd plunge off . It mu s t be c o n f e ss ed that he was not perfectly con fident o f the re s ult. He knew the full extent of the . ' d ange1. But Dick was determined to outwit and de feat Chester Arlington.

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TIP TOP WEEKLY. s He had mittens on his hands to protect them from the cold; and now he started to pull them off, knowing he would be more likely to obtain a secure grip on the casing of the window with his bare hands. But only one mitten was drawn off when he sud. denly started to slide downward. He caught . at the ridgepole. Too late! Down he scooted. His heart gave a great leap, but for a moment did he Jose his coolness and presence of mind. As he was passing the window he made a clutch with one hand, caught hold securely and held on, stop ping his downward progress. I To confess the truth, it was a great relief, as he Jay there, recovering his breath and his composure, get ting a firm hold with ' both hands at the same time . "I wouldn't care to do this every day!" he muttered. Having recovered, he drew up to the win dow, on which the snow had sifted. He noted with satisfaction that Buckhart and the rest of the boys were continuing their rumpus, and hoped that no one within had heard his moYements on the roof. Wiping away some of the snow, Dick looked down into the gymnasium. At first he could see very little, but he soon made a discovery. The rope by "".hich the window was pulled open was dangling, as . some one had opened the slightly and had to hitch the rope on . the cleat at !he side of the building after the usual manner. next move . was to carefully and slowly lift the window, a task 1which he accomplished without making noise enough to attract attention. . . Then Dick was . able to look down up_on the plebes below. Buckhart's assault on the window had slackened now . and the plebes were laughing and .joking over it. Dick inspected the rope used in pulling up win- • dow. It l.ooked strong enough for him, and it dangled all the way to the floor. He drew up some of it and passed it over an i-rnn hook at the lower edge of the window, making it secure ... Then th e r e sourceful and daring lad crept through the window feet first, twisting the rope about h i s leg and prepared to slide downward into the gymnasium. CHAPTER III. TAKING THE GYM. It is doubtful if any one but Dick in that school would have thought of this project, and it is still more doubtful if any one there would have carried it into execution. Anything possib l e of accomplishment did not feaze this boy. But just as he was on the point of sliding down the rope several of the plebes gat_ hered in a knot . directly beneath the ventilating window . Chester Arlington was one of this party . Arlington had gathered a number of his most trust worthy lieutenants for a consultation. He was laughing and exultant. "This is the time we fixed Merriwell !" he said, the lad above hearing his words distinctly. "They've given up hammering at that window. Wonder what they'll do next? We must be ready for anything." "I hardly fancy you'll be ready for one thing," Dick almost chuckled, preparing to let himself go. "I wish we had Merriwell in here now," laughed 'H .ect01 Marsh, showing his mouthful 'Of big teeth. "You'll have him in a minute," thought Dick. "That's right," joined in Tom Walker. "I'd like to soak him good and hard for Clint Shaw's sake . " "Oh; we'.d make him dance a lively tune iJ he was here!" said A rlington, wagging his head from side to side. Dick knew he would be com p elled to descend the rope swiftly . if he " wisbed to tal
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6 TIP TOP WEEKLY. Then he dropped. Down Dick shot with such speed that it almost seemed as if he had lost his hold. Such was not the case, however , and he kept his senses well about him. One of the boys looked up, saw him and uttered a shout . Realizing something was happeni n g, yet not know ing exactly what, Chester Arlington made a leap to one side, and that spring carried him directly beneath Dick, who dropped with stunning force on the fellow's head and shouiders, knocking him flat. Dick also went down, but he was up in a twinklil'Tg. To the astounded plebes it seemed as if he had dropped from the very heavens above. They had scattered and fallen back, and they stood staring at him, open-mouthed. "Hello, fellows!" he called, cheerfully. "Thought I'd just drop in on you, don't you know." Arlington lay groaning on the floor. Marsh seemed the first to recover. "Grab him!" he yelled, taking a step toward Dick. Merriwell jumped straight at Hector, his hard fist shooting out and striking the fellow on the mouth. Down went Marsh, and Dick was dashing toward the barred door, which had been abandoned by the plebes. These startling things utterly bewildered the rest of the plebes, "'{ho seemed at a loss what to do: Dick reached the door and began to unfasten it. Marsh sat up and howled. "Don't let him open that door! Stop ' him! He"ll let the gang in here! Stop him!"' "You're a little slow, Heck, old boy," laughed Dick, as he yanked the heavY, door open. According to agreement, the yearlings were waiting outside, and they came charging into the gym . with a plebes to rally and repulse the yearlings. The sound of his voice brought them out of the stupid inactivity that had enfolded them, and they responded _ at once. With a yell, the plebes dashed at the yearlings, who were crowding and slipping as they came in at the door, feet cov ered with snow, which macle it hard for them to stand on the floor of the gym. Arlington w as with them, urging them on. Some of them had golf or hockey clubs, and these they . . wielded, striki:1g recklessly at the heads of the year lings. In a twinkling a fierce battle was raging inside the gymnasium, the plebes doing their best to repulse the enemy. The roari n g voice of Brad Buckhart was heard ring ing through the place. "Whoop!" shouted the Texan. "vVake up snakes and crawl! Great horn spoon ! but this is the real thing! Get into 'em, you felldws ! Put your brand on ' em ! Y e-ee-ee-e-e-e ! " "My goodness!" said Ted Smart, as he tackled a plebe almost twice his size. "How glad I am to see you ! Won't we have a lovely time! How kind of you to open the door and invite us in!" . Billy Bradley dodgec,i a blow from Fred Preston, with whom he grappled. "Hawful careless that l" he said. "You might 'it s o mebody wi;h that stick, don't y' 'now!" He wrenched the club from Preston ' s hand, tripped the fellow up and kicked him aside, going at another plebe with a leap. . Obediah Tubbs , the fat boy, was there; but on this occasion he was fighting \vith his own class. In all things not malicious or underhand Tubbs stood by his class. He found himself confronted by Chip Jolliby, tall, lank boy . ./ great cheer. A gust of wind and snow seemed to "Dern my picter !" squeaked Obed. "I'll jest s.lam sweep them into the place. They were white and you onte'r your back so quick you won't know whafs snow-covered, but they were ready for action. had dragged Chester Arlington to his feet, and the leader of the plebes stiffened up, possessed by a desperate feeling of fury, for he saw that again he had beeu outwitted by Merriwell. He called on the struck ye!" "Cuc-cue-cue-come on!" chattered Jolliby. "You're a big fat lul-lul-lul-lobster !" Then they were at it, but there was nothing of bad temper or hatred in their struggle. --

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rIP TOP WEEKLY. 7 This was not true of many of the plebes and year lings. Not a few of them went into the fight "for blood," and any one could' see there were bound to be some sore heads when it was over. Arlington and his crowd attempted to gather and thrust the yearlings back through the open door. Not half of Dick ' s class had gained admission, and they were blocked . in the doorway, trying to crowd ' in and being pushed by others behind. "Give it to them!" shouted Chester, who had recov ered and was in the thick of the fray. "Drive 'em out! Back with them!' "Too late, Arlington! We're. in to stay," declared Dick, with a laugh. Then Chester directed several ot the plebes to at tack Dick at once, and for a while Merriwell had his hands full. They leaped upon him, struck him, tripped him, pushed him, beat him and did everything pos s ible to overcome him. It was Buckhart who saw that Dick was really having more than he could attend to, and the Texan so o n forced a way to his roommate ' s side. "Great tomcats! " hovv led the \l\f as he struck out right and left. "This is more fun than a round-up! But we're 1 in this ranch to stay I You hear me gently gurgle! Soak 'em , Richard, old pard -soak 'em good and plenty!" Something in the spirit of the yearlings made them superior to the plebes. Perhaps it was because the were led by Dick Merriwell. Possibly had Dick been cut and bleeding, his mouth presenting a most unpleasant appearance. "They've got us ! Merriwell has beaten you again!" These words were like a taunt t o Chester, \vho wheeled, his eyes . blazing and his fist half .uplifted. But, he did not strike Marsh. His fist fell at his side. "If I'd had anything but a lot of cowards behind me we ' d held the building!" he said, bitterly. The humiliation of this defeat seemed almost more than he could endure. CHAPTER IV. A F E W C 0 N U N D R U M S . Of course this riot in the gymnasium was a topic dis cussed by the faculty , who severely condemned the actions of the two classes engaged. As a result, the members of the third and fourth classes were com manded to assemble in the largest of the classrooms on a certain hour of the following tlay. 1)e boys knew what was coming, but they came ou t cheerfully; in fact1 their cheerfulness caused Professor Gooch to look very black and forbidding. Zenas Gunn, the head professor , arose spoke to the cadets when all were assembled. He made a kmg speech, tinusually stern a11d ' harsh. He con demned their actions to the fullest degree, that sttch things could . not and would not be tole.rated at the academy. He expre s sed a regret that there seemed to be an unusual amount of hard feeling beleading the plebes his side would ' have been victorious tween the third and -fourth classe s . Harmless horse just the same. However , be thatas it may , the plebe s finally began to yield. As soon as they saw thi s the yearlings seemed fiercer than and it did not take long to subdue their antagonists, although Arlington and a few others fought to the last. 1 "Surrender!" cried E>ick. "Up with the white flag!" One of the plebes lifted a handkerchief on the end o f a hockey stick. play and competitions of strength and skill were not so bad , but it was ev , ident that a feeling of hatred existed between the clas ses. and that no opportunity to vent thi s feeling was passed over. He had hoped that , thi s feeling might wear off , but it see111ed to be growing more and more intense, for which reason something must be done to check it. In future riots or rushes pain s would be taken to s ingle out the leaders on both sides, and he promised faithfully that they should reSeeing this, Chester Arlington expressed his rage, ceive the punishment they jus tly merited. In this inbut submitted to the inevitable. "No use," panted Hector Marsh, whose lips were stance the boys would get off with a reprimand in case they got together with out delay and saw that <.:.11 dam-

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8 TIP TOP WEEKLY. age done to !he gym. was repaired. Unless that mat ter \vas attended to within three days there would be a further investigation and some one would be made to suffer. Then. Professor Gooch arose. _He was grim and cold as a fish as he looked the boys over with search ing, condemnatory eyes. "To me, young men," he said, "it seems that there is something further to be said. It is well known that I have, in the past, opposed the excess of athletic sports contests indulged in here. It is unnecessary to expfain how I came to modify my views somewhat. But if with the increase of athletics there is also to be an . increase of rioting and smashing and a decrease of gentlemanliness, I shall return most heartily to my for mer views." He then continued with a long speech, during which the boys gre:v very restless. As usual, Ted Smart had obtained a seat near Billy Bradley. Ted had a way of doing this for the purpose of chaffing the Cockney youth or springing jokes on him. They sat where they were not directly . beneath the e yes of any one on the platform, and Ted edged ove r against Billy . "Ah, Sir William," whispered the little rascal. "A • halo o f deep thought rests on your highly intellectual brow . " "Go hon!" retorted Bradley . • "Stop your blooming chaffing!" "Oh, I am not chaffing:!" declared Ted, gravely. "I wouldn't think of such a thing'! You are noted for your high grade intelle.ct and your fund of ready in formation. Still, Sir William, I'U wager a . pint of peanuts that you can't tell how many weeks there are in i year." "Git hout !" said Billy, in a whisper, betraying dis gust. "I knew you couldn't!" snickered the little wretch, tauntingly. "I knew it I" "Hi can tell 'ow many weeks there hare in a year. Hanabody can do that. There hare fifty-two." "Wrong. " "'What? " "Wrong. There are only forty six." " 'Ow do you make that bout?" gasped Billy. "Why, six weeks out of t'he year are Lent, and when they are Lent only forty-six weeks are left." Billy looked blank as the bare wall. "Hi don't see 'ow you are going to make that hout !'' he finally returned. Ted chuckled. "Think it over,'' he said. "Spring it on some of the fellows. It's a good one." While Brad iey was scratching his head, Ted whis-, pered: "Do you know what the chicken said when the hen laid an orange?" Billy shook his head. / "\rVhy," snickered Smart, "the chicken said, 'Se e the orange mar-ma-Jade.' " "But 'ow could a 'en lay a horange ?'' asked the Cockney youth. "Hit's hagainst the laws of nature . " "I'll not explain that. But I have another comm drum for you. If a colored waiter carrying a platte r with a turkey on it should fall what would be the ef fect on the world?" "Give it Imp." "Why, the downfall of Turkey, the overthrow of Greece, the destruction of China, and the cons t ernation of Africa. There you are." Billy seemed almost to lose his breath. During the rest of Professor Gooch's talk Bradley's face was a picture . He was studying over the conundrums sprung upon him by Smart, Finally a light seemed to dawn upon him, something struck him as being very funny, he began to shake, strange sneezing sounds escaped his lips, he doubled up and hung onto himself, finally ex ploding in a great groan that startled everybody but Smart, who sat there with the gravest face imaginable. The professor stopped and stared at the Cockney youth, who seemed convulsed with distress. Professor Gunn spoke in a low tone to Gooch. "He's subject to such spells, professor," said Zenas. "I always send him out into the open air, which seems to revive him." I

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TIP TOP WEEKLY. 9 So Gooch promptly directed Billy to lea v e the room, him! Give me a rifle! I'll shoot him full of lead! which the English youth hastened to do. Some time Jater a number of the boys were in the gymnasium when Bradley came rushing in, quite out . . . . of breath. "Say, 'ow many hare there hin a week?" he cried. "Hit's • a good one I Hi bet hany of you cawn't tell the hanswer." "\Vhatever have you been smoking, Willie?" asked . Buckhart. "I advise you not tp hit the pipe so often." "Hi'll tell you 'ovv it is," spluttered Brad l ey. "There hare forty-six weeks in a year, because six hof them hare borrowed, and six from fifty-two leaves forty-six. Ha! ha! ha!" He fairly roared with laughter. Ted Smart was on hand, and Ted promptly joined in Billy's merriment, but they were the only ones who laughed. "You' re a lot of thick' eads !" exclaimed the English lad, in deep disgust. "Cawn ' t you see that joke? Well, Hi'll have to try you hon another one . " "Don't!" cried several. Give me a rope! I'll lynch him on the spot!" Billy stopped laughing and looked at Brad 111 sudisgust. "Say, you people that come from Texas hare the stupidest lot I hev er saw!" he exploded. Then he looked around at the others, and hf was grateful to note that Smart was laughing with unas. sumed heartiness. " 'Ad Hi better try the hot her one?" he asked of Ted. "By all means!" urged Smart. "Let them have it' quic;k !" "Not on your Ii fe !" thundered Buckhart, danger ou sly. "We won't stand for any more on this occa sion I You put him up to this, Smart I You are re sponsible, you little horse thief!" He strode Smart, who knew better than to fall into the hands of the aroused Texan and skipped away, still la u ghing. "Hi'll not waste good jokes hon a lot hof chumps!" "Hold on! " sque a ked Obe d iah Tubbs. "Dern my declared Bradley, and he turned on his heel and strode pi ct .er! I'm thin an' delicate an' in poor health, an' I o ut of the gymnasium, fuming with rage. s wan to man I can't stand many of your funny jokes! They'll kill me deader'n hay! " ''Hif you don't like to 'ear 'em you can go hout," s aid Bradley . "Hi am going to give you hanother." "Give it to tis easy," urged Hal Darrell, a twinkle in his dark eyes. "That's right , " nodded Chip Jolliby. "We had to sus-sus-sus-sit through he lecture by old Gooch, and we're mighty weak." "This one is heasy en o ugh , " declared Bradley. '"What did the chicken say when the 'en laid a horange ?" " Give it up." '.'\Vhy, 'e up and says, says 'e, 'Just see the horange ... m e m o thaw laid.' " With which Billy roared again , and Ted Smart l a ughed until the tears ran down his cheeks. Buckhart began to search around for something. "\Vhat are you looking for?" asked Harry Dare. "An ax!'' roared the Texan. "I'm going to kill CHAPTER V . . CHESTER'S CHALLENGE. Following the great snowstorm the cadets set about preparing for a novel contest at the academy. N@t far from the academy was a rather steep hill, and there the boys laid out a course for ski running and jumping. It was work, of course. but the bovs entered into the spirit of the thing, and it did not take them Ior:g to beat down and make ready 'a fairly acceptable course. At the bottom of the hill they built a framework of ... timber with its top covered with snow. The runner who c ame d o wn the incline and struck this "bump," as it was called, would shoot off through the air 111 a spectacular jump . A few of the boys had practiced on this, and they gave the others lessons . The contest was to be held on Saturday afternoon, and . each class was to have a

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l :ro TIP TOP WEEKLY. pr. esumably the best man that could be .. c h osen There was d . ifficulty in picking out the be s t 9l en for the , first two cla ss e s . Beyond questi o n Fred w. s the ch a111pion of the fir s t clas s , while Darrell ea s il y demo nstrated hi s superiority o ver a11 y c:>ne in th-pup-pup-pretty fly all tt1e time," said Chip J o lliby , with ' a grin . . • "Awful!" Smart.. "A fellow who ' vilJ make a pttn like that no mercy!" "Of course Merriw<:!ll represent his class!" s aid Hal Darrell, who was speaking to Bob Singleton. "He's sure to do it, and he'll ' do it better than anybody "I have my doubts on that point, Darrell," . laughed • Dick, who had overheard Hal's ob s ervation. "I think there should be some sort o f a trial . to decide who i s the be s t man in my class." Chester Arlington, who was standing on his ski s a short dist a nce m,vay, laughed shortly. "In that ca s e , you wouldn't havemt1ch show, Merriwell, " he said, with insulting familiarity. Dick turned on him. "Mr. Merri well, if you please! " he said. "You know the rules well enough." "Oh, excuse me, Mister Merriv. i ell ! " mocked Ches ter. "You are irt a cla ss above mine, and I made a break. " . . . Buckhart was there, , but he had detached the ski s from his feet. ' He moved over toward Arlington, an ominous expressio11 on his face. "Say," he muttered; "you want to be careful, or you'll get it good and plenty l If Merri well don' t give you what you're looking for, you can depend on me I" ,,, Chester surveyed the Texan from .head , to feet, and there was an expression of amused contempt on his face. "What are y _ou looking for.?': he a s ked. "Sir!" r oarnd Brad, bursting forth. "Say 'sir' to me, or by the great horn spoon , .I'll mash you flat! I will, I kno w ! " He was ready, and it happened that one or t\vo of Chester ' s friends were 11ear. Arlington was riot -

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TIP TOP WEEKLY. I I afraid of the Texan, but he really held him in con tempt, and did not wish to have a personal encounter . with him . "Pardon me, sir," he said , but still with that mocking smile. "Take off your hat next time!" gro>Yle d Brad, as he turned away. "When the proper occasion presents itself," thought Arlington, "I'll make you sorry you ever tried to play the bully with m e I" But Brad had not tried to play the bully; far from it. However, he had seen so many detestable things about Arlington that he had been unable to restrain himself. Arlington slipped off a little way, but lingered listen ing to the talk of the boys. He had a peculiar itching ( to take part in it. Hector Marsh came up on a pair of snowshoes. "Well," he saidr "what' s going on, ?" "Nothing much," answered Arlington. "I see that fellow Flint is bound to be in the ski con test. There he comes down the course now." They watched the boy who was scooting down the course at a rate of speed that seemed hair-raising . He made a picturesque figure against white back ground of the hill. "\Vatch him," urged Arlington. "See how far he jumps." Flint had a square, solid figure, and there was very . little of grace in his appearance. When Dave x:eached the "bi.imp" he shot out through I • . the air, but something seemed to catch one of his skis, and he lost his balance, coming down sprawling. One of his skis was broken, and it was fortunate that he struck where the snow was not very hard. Arlington laughed. ' "There,'' he said, "that settles him I Why, if I couldn ' t beat that fellow I'd go die I He's out of it!" Some of the boys hastened to Flint, but the sturdy fellow protested that he was all right, and they let him alone. Of a sudden Chester slipped forward. "l have an idea," he said. "If it is carried out, the whole matter 5:an be disposed of in a hurry. The fourth Class challenges the third class to an overland ski-running contest, the route to be covered . to be de cided on by a committee made up from bK classes. The fellow of each class who covers the 9se first shall be the one to take part in the jumping , tournament. \\'hat do you say to that?" ' "I opine we can settle the matter ' for ourselves," re torted Buckhart, "without any of your assistance." "Then you refuse?" exclaimed Chester, with a sneer. "It's a challenge! I make it as a challenge!" "Go on !" came from Brad. "What do y
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'l2 TIP TOP WEEKLY. told him that in ski-running, as in other things, Dick wduld be almost certain to lead others of his class who participated. There was a strange resolution and per sistent determination about Dick that made him con stantly a leader. Whatever he entered into he took hold of earnestly. There was no fooling about it. Anythin e tried to do, he tried to do with all his strength skill. It is this quality of doing every-thing wen and . earnestly, even the most insignificant things, that makes some fellows so successful, eyen though they display no particularly brilliant qualities. They. . do not frivol, they do not waste their time, they do. not despise trifles; but, working thus earnestly at little things, seeking perfection in the minutest detail, they prepare themselves for sutcess when the time comes to take hold of large projects.. Arlington had not fully divined the secret of Dick's success ; but he had come to realize that in some man ner, in spite of every obstacle, Merriwell was a win ner. And this caused him, on contemplation, to be attacked with a conviction that Dick would lead his class in the ski race. Chester had no doubt of his own ability tCJ outrun either . Flint or Tubbs on the Norwegian snowshoes, or snowskates, as it seems better to call them. Then the only thing to fear was Merriwell. what if Merriwell were to best him over the course? "He can't do that!" muftered Chester; but even then, as he thought how many times Dick had outdone him, fear was creepi11g into his heart. ''He he added. "It?s not impossible. He has such beastly luck I Everything seems to favor him/' No, Arlington did riot understand the secret of Dick's success, for he still fancied that the element of luck entered into it. This is the way with some fellows; they watch others who by" determination and persistent effort' are sutcess ful and name the success luck. The fellow who is for ever telling about some other chap's "good luck" lacks persistence and energy and the qualifications to make himself a winner. . Mark it; it's true in nine cases out of ten. Chester Arlington was naturally brilliant, resource ful, quick to learn and ready to execute. In only one thing he failed; that was stamina. He lacked staying qualities. The most persistent and lasti11g thi11g about him was his hatred for a successful rival-hatred that seemed never to burn out, or even to abate. . To give Chester his due, there was much about him admire. It is right to give all persons proper credit, so let us not try to rob Chester Arlington of what be longs to him . . Had he been t•ough.t up differently, had he not been petted and spoiled, had he not come to believe that the greatest success was properly his by right of birth and worth, he might have . made a re markable youth and a still more remarkable man. The blame of it all must be placed where it belongs, on the shoulders of his mother. Her Joye for her son and her mistaken training of him had been his undoing. To Chester it seemed contrary to the laws of nature that such a fellow as Dick Merriwell should outdo him . . in anything , and therefore his many humiliations and defeats at Dick's hai1dir had aroused in his heart a ous hatred that took possession of his entire person and made him wretched, uneasy, revengeful and danger ous. He thought of these things by night and by day. when he tried to study he found himself revolv :ing some scheme to get the better of Merri well; when he drilled his mind was burdened with p ots against Mer riwell; when he sought amusement his pleasure was marred by such unwholesome schemes and plots. This fact led him to fall off as a scholar and to fail to come up to his best possibilities in many other ways: True it was that for some time Chester had seemed to forget Dick and turn his attention to Dave Flint. That was because, in the first place, he had . despised Flint; later it was because he had found that Flint was rega1decl with favor by Merriwell. He sought to strike Dick in a roundabout way through Flint, and, as usual, he had failed. . Now, when Flint had passed through the shadow and emerged triumphantly, Arlington . suddenly decided to let him alone as not worth so much bother. Again he turned his fuH attention to Merriwell, a)1d Dick's success in taking the gymnasium fanned the flame of• fury in Chester's heart. At the start he was sincere in believing he would have no trouble about defeating Dick in the ski-running race. Later he came to think about things that had happened in the past and a doubt crept into his heart, where it grew amazingly in a short time. And that set him to devising a scheme. The challenge having been accepted by the yearlings, ' Chester soon urged that representatives from the two classes get together without delay and agree upon a course.

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TIP TOP WEEKLY. 13 This was done immediately after supper that night. The. ground to be covered was fully settled on. Half an .hour later Arlington knocked at the door of Marsh's• room. Marsh roomed with Preston, and Chester found both boys in their room. "I say, fellows/' said the son of the great railroad magnate, in that genial, friendly manner which he astoward those fellows whom he regarded as of possible value as "tools/' "can't you get off for a trot into town?" "What's up?" asked Marsh. Preston was busy studying. "Oh1 nothing much," answered Ches ter, carelessly. "I'm looking for a little air, that's all, and I thought I'd like agreeable company." Marsh was flattered. So was Pres ton , but the1 latter dolefully shook his head. "Got to get in the he said. ."I'm in a bad way on history, , "History be hanged!''. "But old Gooch won't stand for it, and he had his eye on me . . He had me falling all over myself to-day. Asked rue half a dozen questions I couldn't answer. Made trle laughing stock .of the whole class . . Con found Hannibal! Hang Pompey! Deuce take the Roman Empire! What made those old fools do so many things J fellow has to remember? Say, fellows, wouldn't it be a great thing fQr the boys of the next generation if all the .. histories of the world could be . packed into one bujlding and burned, sare as the Alexandrian library !11 Chester laughed. "'vVe ought to be . thanldul that library was de . stroyed,'' he said . . "Think what a pile of rot We would have been to remember i it hadn't beei;i burned.'' ' . "Well, that wa,s one thing to thankful for," ad-111ltted Preston. ''But I think I'll stay and keep at this." "\Veil, p _ erhaps I'll go with you," said Marsh, rising. "l'lLn11d out directly. Wait here.'1 He was gone nearly ten minutes. "Come on," he laughed, as he returned. "I've got to be back by eight.'' . They set out for town. It had grown dark. The night was still, and a penetrating coldness seemed to rise from the deep snow that lay spread and heaped over the face of the world. The stars were bright and clear in the blue arch of heaven. , "This is the last kick of winter," said Marsh. . "I don't believe we'll have another big snowstorm." "No; spring will be here pretty soon." "I'm glad of it.'' "So am I. I h 'aven't much use for winter. Be sides, things haven't gone just right hei;e with me this winter." Marsh knew what Chester meant. "Oh, it 'll come out all right!" he laughed, reassur ingly. "They can'.t k e ep y ou down, old man." "I'm not down yet!" returned Arlington, rather sav agely. "And I'll show Merriwell a thing or. two in the spring. I'm going to play baseball, you your life on that! He won't keep me off the team, the way he did off the football team.'' Now: it was Chester's fault that he not made the eleven, and he knew it, yet he blamed Merri well . . He had to come out like any other applicant with the squad and take his chances; he had demanded immediate recognition and a place on the regular team, instead of on the scrub. As a result, he had obtained 11othing at all. . "That's right,'' nodded Marsh, approvingly. ''We'H all stand by you. But you'll never get much show, save as a second pitcher on the nine. MerriweJt is to be captait1, you know, and, of course, he'll be the . regu-lar pitcher." . . "Something rnay happen to h;rrt between 110w and then," said Chester, maliciously. ''He may not be able to play ball.11 • ''Oh, of course, something may happen/' said Marsh. "But he's . pretty lucky.'' "That's it-that's just it!" burst forth Chester, seeking to convince himself that there was no o!her explanation. "It's luck-and cheek! He's got gall enough for twenty fellows! Why, he doesn't to think he can be beaten at anything!" ''Oh, I don't know! I don't think he's so very co11-fident about this ski tace." ''Well, I'll take some of the confidence out of him! But that doesn ' t suit me! I'd like to do more than that! A fellow can get hurt ,pretty bf!dly on . skis sometimes." Chester said this in a significant manner, and M'\l"sh ' detected a sinister significance in it. "What's up?" he asked. "Are you going out on that ski race?"

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14 TIP TOP \VEEKLY . "Of course not! I'm not fool enough to think I can !.>eat yon!" \ "\!Veil, if you were going in I'd warn yon all right -in case I fix things. Let the rest of the bunch take 1 their chances." Marsh was eager to und e rstand the meaning of his compani o n ' s words, but Arlingt o n said: "Wait. If I can fix it, I'll explain going back. If Sim Carte ( is in town to-night he 'll be at Tom' s.' ' ' ' Sim Carter? He' s a drunken, worthless dog." "A first-rate fellow for a tool , " said Chester . Hector's curiosity was intensely a 'rvakened, and he longed to know what sort of a plan Arlington was re volving; but he felt that it would do little good to press his inquisitiveness. Chester had promised ' to tell him on the way back to the academy in case everything turned out well. So they hurried on into town and made their way to the kitchen barroom run b y one Tom. CHAPTER VII. A SHOP ON EASY STREET. The worst grog shops of Fardale were located at The Harbor, that part of the town over the hill ; but in the village was one dingy, dirty back way, known as "Easy Street," on which there were two or three ques tionable resorts. The boys proceeded straight to Easy Street and rapped at the door of a wretched house. A;1 old woman in a dirty dress came to the door. '.'What do you want?" she asked, in a thin, toothless voice. "You ought to know me, Mrs. Nimms," said Ches t er. "Hey? Wait a minute." She closed the door, but returned with a smoking hand-lamp with a broken ch i mney. This lamp she held . up, shading her eyes with one shaking, withered hand. "Oh, yes!" she exclaimed. "f t ' s the young gentleman from the academy-the rich yout1g gentleman I C ome right in, my dear-come right in . " Arlington entered, followed by Marsh. \:Vhen the door was closed, the oh! woman seized a cord and gave i t a pull. rhe boys knew that cord had caused a signal bell to ring in the barroom. "Go right through,". said the old woman. "It' s all right." They passed through the narrow hall, stumbled into another room, and then before them opened a door, in , which stood Tom, the proprietor of the place. "Come in, gentlemen," said Tom, when he saw them. He had a way of addressing the boys as "gentlemen/' thus seeking to please and flatter them. "How are you, Tom!" exclaimed Chester, with as sumed heartiness, as they entered the bar ro om, where they found three men assembled. ''I'm v ery well, thank you, " answered the proprietor. politely. "That' s good . Boo! It's cold out to-night. Give us a couple of hot ones, Tom, and take something yourself." . Tom's place was famous with the boys who resorted there for its "hot ones , " which were made of hot water, rum and sugar. Two of the men were playing cards at a small table w ith a greasy pack, whi1e t}te third sat 1ooking on and smoking a pipe. Chester turned up his nose at the smell. "Say," he exclaimed,-"that thing makes me sick!" Then he walked up, snatched the pipe out of the man ' s mouth and flung it d o wn, it into many pieces. The man rose at once , ready to knock Arlington down; but, with perfect coolness, although doing so swiftly, Chester dropped a five-dollar gold piece ringing on the table, saying: "Take this, my friend, and buy you another pipe . Keep the change and spend it for liquid refreshments or any old thing you like . Say, Tom, give this gen tleman a drink on me." The man's uplifted fist fell at his side, and he stared at the boy, who had not seemed to mind the move ments in the least. "Well, by thunder!" he growled. "I like your nerve!" "I'm glad you do, " said CI1ester, quietly. "I hope you'll pardon me, but a bad pipe always makes me ill What will you drink with me?" The man sat clown. "I'll take the same , " he said. gathering up the five dollar g o ld piece and inspecting it. "It's the real stuff. That was a good old pipe , but I was dead broke, and I guess this will buy another one that'll do. I s ' pose you've got lots more of the e ?" "If 1 have , " i;aid Chester, lightly , "it won't b e

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TIP WEEKLY. hea1thy for any one to try to take them away from me. I carry a ?" And, with a deft; snapping mov eme nt, which he had practiced a great deal, he whipped out a revolver. The man fell back. "Had it up . y0ur sleeve," he declared. C hester laughed, an.d thrust it back into hi s hip pocket. "Had it there," he ass erted. "They say a chap can't .get a pi s tol ot;t of his hip pocket quick enough; but I'm not botl:ered that'way. I've got it down pat." he whipped forth the revolver, thus proving hi s deftness. Marsh gHnneciJ, showing all his big teeth. This cleverness, this lordly air, this patronizing manner of his friend delighted hi s . so ul and filled him with ad miration. To him Chester was "the real thing." His wonder was .that Arlington had been bothered in the least in dow11l11g-Me1-riwell. Tom, behil1d the bar, was mixing the drinks, smiling in hi s kn owing way. Arlingtoti a11d Marsh found seats aud 111acle thetnselves comfortable. Chester produted cigarettes,(ancl t he y prepjrecl to s1t1oke. seems to cut .a fefler1 an' I've got to walk two miles before I git home ter-night. . Guess I need another nip , " "Me, to o," j oined in the other, who was o un ger. but no le ss dissipated in appearance. "But yo u've just won my last ten td'1ts, and I dunno how I'll get a drink , ' le ss Tom will trust" "No trust," said Tqm, s hortly. "Perhaps the young gent will--" "Have so111ethfog." smile d Chester, sipping his h b t drink-"have something-on you r se lve s." Both were eager t o atcept, but they fe ll back , look-ing disapp o inted an 'd angry. ' Arlington laughed at their looks of di sappointn1e11t. ''All ri g ht, Tom," he said. "rll pay. Give 'em any-thing." "Ah!'' said the older man. "I k11ew he was a real gent!" Arlington inquired of Tim if Sim Carter had bee1'i in that evening. Just then the bell behind the bar rang. "Shouldn't wonder if this is Sim," said Tom. He was right. "Hold on!" cried the man, whose pipe the boy had broken, broadly. "If you'te gain' to smoke ' them things let .me go out! No pipe ever was a.s bad VIII. as them!" "That's imagirtation," sa id Cheste1, easily. "They ate s w eet and clelightft11. You ml1st have p oo r Thes e are imported from Tutke;'. espedal1y for my ow n u se. They cost thirty dollars a tl fo u sand. I btty five . thott san d at a time." "Say, are you J P . Morgan's son r or who be ye?" latighed the man,' hi s goo d n:=ttttre restored. "My father is a bigger man that Morgan ever thought of being," answered Che s ter, loftily . "And he 'll be richer than Morgan in a yea r or two . He i s . D. Roscoe Arli11gton, the great railroa d 111an1 and the pres ident of the Con solidated Mining Association of America." ''Oh, yes! I've heard of him. \ ,\/ell, it's no wonder you can throw round your money." "Oh, I have money to btir11 !" said Chester, boast . ingly. Torn now brought forth the drinks. The two rt1en who had been playing cards stopped ai1d looked at Chester beseechingly. "I'm ruther cold/' one, wheezingly. "This air 1\T TOM,.S. Sim Carter was a man about twenty-eight years of age, bnt he lociked ten yeai-s o lder. The1e were hard, reckle ss li11es in hi s face , whith wpre tlie purplish fhtsh of the habitual hea vy (lrinker. There were pouche s u11der ; his eyes, which had perpendicular lines at the con1ers near the temples . He was unkempt and un shaved. His reddi s h mustache was a tangled mass. He had a cruel mouth and a weak chin. Bis trousers were tucked in his booHops. On his head he wore a cap. His ove rcoat was of brown and worn at the elbows tnd pockets. 1There was dnst on his clothing. -"Hello, Tom!" he said, in a husky voice that denoted the h ard drinker o f mighty poor whiskey. "Cold ' "Hello, Sim!" nodded the barkeeper. "Yes, it's a cold night. How are you feeling?" "Rotten. Gimme a drink.;' Carter lounged up to the b
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16 TIP TOP WEEKLY. "Owns it?" asked Marsh, surprised. "Why, he cioesn"t look as if he owned anything." "Oh, it"s the last of a big piece of property left him by his fa•her, and they say it's well eaten up by mort gages." . "He looks like a common bum." "\Veil, he ' s . drinking him s elf to death as fast as he can. He'll drink whiskey as long as he can raise the price . They say he 'll lose the re s t of his property in the spring, and he has hard work to get together any money now." "He looks that way. But what do you want of him?" "\!\Tait. You mav find out later." ''Do you know him?" "Yes. 1 have met him." Marsh wondered at the strange acquaintances picked ttp by Chester. Vaguely he realized that Arlington to know somebody to do any kind of a "job" he wanted done. Carter drank his whiskey without "turning a hair," and he did not follow it with a "chaser." No water for him to wash it out of his throat. ' There he stooc ! before the boys, a warning in the form of a living example of the ruin drink works on its slaves. He might have been a . prosperous farmer and influential man in the' community; instead, he was a wretched sot, looked on in pity and contempt by his fellowmen. Back of this downfall of a human being there was a story, and, as is often the case, there was a woman in it. The other fellow got her; Carter went to the
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TIP TOP WEEKLY. 17 "Let me see, Mr. Carter, you own the land on the western side of Pine Ridge, don ' t you?" Carter nodded. "My farm ' s on the west side of the ridge," he an swered. "And you own the whole western side of Split Top Mountain?" "Yep." "Not much timber on that mountain, eh?" "No. There's some pretty n ear the foot, but it don ' t amount to much." "What' s he driving at?" thought Marsh, wondering at Che s ter ' s questions. .. "Right down at the foot of the mountain," said Chester , "I believe there is an openi n g through the tim b er. Is that right?" ''That's right; but what of it?" "Oh, nothing much, only I do n' t supp os e you 'll rai s e any objections if a lot of t i s fellows from the sch ool c oas t down Split Top on skis." "\\Th a t are s k is?" Arlington explained. "v\'e'll not do any damage with this sno w on the g round," he said. "I guess not," came rather con temptuously from C arter. "You didn't have to ask me for the pri v ilege of sliding down there all you like. You won't b o ther me, and I'll be glad to accomm o date a liberal young c hap like you." ...r "That's kind," said Chester. : er another drink. He'll have hack h ome to-night." "Tom, give 1fr. Carta fortify for the ride So another glass of whiskey was placed before Car ter. Chester drew a little nearer Carter , to whom he be gan to talk in a low tone of voice. The game of cards had been resumed. "Look here," said Arlington, "how is it , can the opening through the trees be seen from the . top of Split Mountain?" Hector Marsh wondered more than ever what his friend was coming at, but he waited ' and listened. "I durmo," an s we r ed Carter; "but I d o n ' t believe it c a n be seen very well." "I thought not." "But what are you asking me all these foolish ques-ti Oil S for ?" I "Oh, just for instance," smiled Chester, carelessly. "Is there a good tall tree standing anywhere along that opening on either sjde ?" "I guess one might be found." "Well, do you want to make twenty-five dollars to morrow?" "I wouldn't object," confessed Carter. "That is, if the job ain ' t too hard." "I want you to cut that tree down." "Cut it down?" "Yes." "vVhat for?" "For firewood, or anything you like. You can Jet it stay there and rot for all I care. But I want you to cut it down, and it must be down before two o'clock to morrow afternoon. I will pay you twenty-five dollars to do the job." "I'll do it!" ''But you are never to tell any one that I paid you to fell the tree there, or that I said anything to yon about it. That's a part of the bargain, Mr. Carter. Do you understand?" "Sure." "And-one thing more . " "vV hat is it?" "You mu s t be particular to have the tree fall directly acro s s the opening through the timber, which it must entirely block. There must be no chance to pass it on either side . " Of a sudden Marsh began to vaguely comprehend what Arlington was plotting to accomplish, and he whistled s oftly, muttering to himself: "W e l 1. he's a dandy! Somebody will get a bump on that tree to-morrow, and it won't be Arlington I" CHAPTER IX. THE START. At half-pas t three on the following afternoon the ca dets gathered to witness the start of the ski race be tween the plebes and the yearlings. As had been anticipated , three fellows had been cho sen to represent each cla ss, the plebes having Tubbs, Flint and Arlington , whi l e the yearlings had Dare, Scu d der and Merriwell. To those who had not seen Tubbs get about on the slender skis , it seemed that the fat boy would sink so deeply into the snow that he could not cover ground at all. But Obediah was , deceptive, and the speed with '

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18 TIP TOP WEEKLY. which he could skim along once he was started amazed everybody. "Uster git around ofl these 'ere things before I left hum and went to to live," he declared. "Dern my picter ! there warn't no boys in our town cou ld beat nie, ahd r don't perpose to git beat much in this dinged race! " "You'll be Obed," prophe sied J olliby . "Bet a dollar you get in a sus-sus-sus-snowdrift somewhere. We'll 1iever sus see you any mum-more." "You go to grass!" retorted Obediah. "I'll show ye." Te.cl Smart came ruhning, with some th ing concealed beoettth his jacket. This he pulled out and presented tb the fat. boy. . It was a mince pie. ''I know you hate 'em!" grinned Smart. "By Jim!" laughed Tubbs. "This'll jest about gi v e me ginger . enough to win this ere race. " Then he went at this pie, biting a piece out of it al most as large as , the sole o f a man's foot. "Behold!" cried Ted, wittt a '.Va Ve of his hand. "An awe-inspiring spectacle-Tubbs eating pie! Don ' t be lieve he ever tasted of one before this! " "Never in my life/' mumbled the fat bOy. "Come, come!" exclaimed Chester Arlington, im patiently, frowning. "Let' s s t o p this foolishness and get Theres none too lmich time to cover the course before dark." "Don't be in s uch a hurry to start," laughed Harry "You'll have to huriy enough , after we're started." . "Oh, I'm not worrying about that," retorted Chester, wi'i:h an air of supreme confide1ice. "I'll bet anything r come in ahead of th. e whole bunch." Now Joe Sav age was a fellow with a thirst for taking chances. Once on a time he had been inclined to gamble. To Dick Merri,vell he owed his reformation. Nbw he quickly snapped Chester up. "What will you bet?" he demanded. "You., name it," said Chester, l ofti ly. "Anything from ten to a hundred." "I'll gug-gug-go you ten-cehts," said Jolliby; but the leader of the plebes ignored him. "Say ten dollars," said Savage, irt a low tone. :"I was in hopes you would make it a hundred," de clared Arlington, with a pretension of disappointment. "Put up your money." "Can't do that here without attracting attentiori," ' said Joe; "and you know , it isn't allowed. I'll take your word." ..... . "You know you can, Savage flushed, and interrupted: "I. think my word will stand as weii as yours We have witne s ses." "All right, " nodded the millionaire's son , easily. "That galoot thinks he has a snap," said Buckhart. "Well, I sure reckon he'll be fooled some. " Scudder was fixing his skis. Something did not suit him , and there was still further delay. The crowd to watch the start was gathering stead ily. A sleigh came tlown the road fro1ri the ditection of Snodcl's. In it were three girls. They were D oris Templeton, . Zona Desmo11d and Felecia Delores . Z o na was driving. The boys cheered as they rec o gnized the girls, who waved their handkerchiefs. . \rlington laughed an d tl\rned to Marsh. "v\/ i s h they might be here to see the finish," he said. "They e xpect Dick Merriwell to vvin at this, the same as e v erything els e he tries." "He won't win to-clay if y ou have made n o mistake and he follows the cour s e s elected over Split Top.'' "Oh, he'll follow it all right." "But you--" "Don't y o u w orry ab o ut "You've got to g o over Split T op. That's in the a g reement." "1111 do it, . but I'll not come directly clo wn through the opening in the timber. I'll . go over beyond . They'll all think I'tn a fool for taking the longest way round. Ha! ha! see who's the fool to-clay!''. Arlington "vas mallciotlS. . He knew with what speed the boys would scoot down Split Top Mottntain, and he laughed to himself as he thought of them rushing at the fallen tree. He was certain there wo uld be a dis aster at the foot of Split Top1 ahd he cared not who was in it as long as he escaped and beat them all. He had no sympahy fot those of his own class who were taking part in the contest, and he disliked Scudder and Dare, for the y were yearlings . With merrily bells the sleigh drew nearer. The girls were laughing ; and \heir faces glowed. Evcm Felecia; u sually wan and pale, had a rosy flush and looked unusually well and heal'fhy . As the girls came up; the . boys greeted them with

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TIP TOP WEEKLY. 19 a cheer. Darrell, who was on snowshoes, made his way to them, lifting his cap. "Well," sai cl Hal, "so you have come over to see the start of this great race! Too bad you can't watch it all the way." 1 "Oh, we're going to drive round by the south road and see them as they pass," said Zona. "Why you in it, Hal?" "It's between the plebes and the yearlings. Both of those classes have several members who wish to get into the jumping contest Saturday, and they have decided to settle who shall enter by this race. The two fellows-one from each class-who come in ahead to day will take part in the jumping contest." "Oh, there's Mr. Arlington!" exclaimed Zona. "He's going to take part." "And he's pretty sure to win the place for hi s class," nodded Hal. "With the yearli11gs it's a question." "I suppose Dick Merriwell e:x;pects to represent them?" said Zona, with a slight toss of her haughty head. "I don't believe he does," confessed Hal. "He's not had as much experience as Dare and Scudder, and he doesn't seem as confident as usual." "Well, that's remarkable-for him!" laughed Zona. "He always takes the lead in everything." "He doesn't take it," said Doris, promptly ; "he wins it." Dick came sliding along toward the sleigh, taking those slippi n g steps which resembled skating strokes. He smiled pleasantly on the and greeted them all. "Oh, Dick!" said Felecia, earnestly; "I want you to be careful !" "Be careful-of what?" "I don't know, but I'm afraid. Last night I had a bad dream about you. I thought I saw you lying all bloody and still in a lonely place amid some wo o ds. It was a fearful dream!" "Don't let it worry you," said Dick, "Dreams go by contraries, you know. much danger of getting hurt at this. : ' reassuringly. There' s ' :But promise me to be careful," insisted th e da rkeyecl girl. "You will, won't you?" "0 f course." . "Ready for the start!" cried Bob Singleton, w h o had bee . n chosen as starter. "Line up here." He had drawn a long linc1 in the snow for the starting point. / The contestants soon lined up there, six in all, each man having a guide-pole. "Are you ready?" called Big Bob. "All ready," was the answer. "Then-go!" At the signal they started, and the race was begun. Haw would it end? CHAPTER. X. DOWN THE MOUNTAIN. Ski running is an art. Few can acquire it quickly and easily. It is one of those things in which prac tice alone makes perfect. The step is a ' peculiar glid ing stroke, something like skating. It is difficult to climb incli nes on skis, but levels may be covered at a swift pace. As the six contestants faded in the distance it was seen that Arlington was leading and seemed to be gaining. His friends were delighted, for they felt confident that he would be able to keep it up and would come in far ahe a d of the others. Merriwell was keep ing well up with the majority of the racers, but was doing nothing brilliant. The girls in the sleigh drove away. Half an hour later they watched the boys pass on the South Road. Arlington was still leading, but he had made no great gain. Dare and Scudder were pressing him. Flint and Merriwell came next, with Tubbs close behind them, a l though already the strain was beginning to tell on Obediah. The girls remained where they could watch the ra cing lads until they were well up the range of hi)ls. Then it was that Merriwell began to gain on Arling ton. Somehow Dick seemed to divine the best course to pursue. He z ig-zagged here and there, as it is not practical to attempt to go directly up a steep incline on skis. Doris and Felecia noted Dick's success with genuine ple:i.su re. ,"Se e ! see!" cried the dark-eyed girl. ''He is gain i n g. He '"''.ill overtake Chester Arlington before top of the ridge is reached." "Don't you think it!" returned Zona. "Arlington is taking things easy now. He has such a lead QC -:an afford to." •

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20 TIP TOR w EEKLY. "He can't afford to much longer," said Doris. "He's looking back at Dick now . He's worried." "Oh, he'll make it up later." "Then is when he'll fail to hold his own. . He started off too fast. Dick always holds himself in reserve.'' .She was right. Dick had held himself in reserve for that very piece of work. He had realized that it would take all the strength and wind he could command to • mount the ridge and pass over Split Top, and he had not pushed himself 'at the outset. Knowing there wottld be a long 'coast down on the other side of the rnountain, which wottld give him a chance to rest, Dick was doing his best in making the ascent. Arlington had not fancied Merriwell would hold out so well, and he was astonished to observe that Dick was coming up with tather surprising rapidity. "Confound him!" he exclaimed. "Well, let him come I I hope he'll lead them all down the other side, fot then there'll be no chance for him to escape. " It seemed quite likely that Merriwell would lead thern all. Arlingtort lxlre off to the right, so that lle might seem to have a reasonable excuse for taking the est eour e, which would enabl hitn to avoid the trap set for the mhers. By the time the top of the mountain by Chester , was there a:lso, but Merriwe11 was a long drstanee to the left. Chester paused, pretending to mal{e sure his skis were all right before starting to coast down. All the time he was Merriwell. The other bo,Y.s, with the exception of Tubbs, . were cqming over the last rise qf Split Top. Obediah ha
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22 TIP TOP WEEKLY. squeak I I guess this'll be jest about the last rough ridin' on skis that I'll ever do." Further on he struck something that ent him flying end over end to plunge headlong into a bank of snow. Dick Merriwell had put down the end of his guide pole, pressing it hard into the snow and doing his best to stop. However, his speed was such that it was some time before he accomplished his purpose. Seeing what he was trying to do. those behind him imitated his example, and all finally stopped. not far from each other. "I wouldn't do that again for a thousand dollars!" declared Uric Scudder, as he came pushing up to Dick, his face pale, for all of the stinging of the wind. "Well, it would take something to induce me to repeat it," confessed Harry . Dare, forcing a laugh. Flint did not have much to say, but he shook head. "Where's Obediah?" asked Dick, looking upward toward the slope of the mountain they had lately coasted. "Don't see anything of him." "Perhaps he hasn ' t come over," said Scudder. "Yes, he has," put in Dare. "He not so far behind but he must have come over." Dick looked alarmed. "Fellows," he said, ''I'm afraid Tubbs is hurt. We must go back and see." They started at once, pushing back to-ward the , opening through the line of trees. Finally they came upon Obediah, who was sitting on the snow, trying to mend a br ' oken strap on one of his skis. "There he is I" exclaimed Dick, in great relief. "Hello, Obed I We thought it possible you had col lided with something." "If I'd ever struck that dinged old tree J bet it would 'a' wished it had fell somewhere else , " squeaked Tubhs. "I'd jest butted the bark right off en it." "You jumped over it all right, did you?" "Yep; but I kinder lost my bearin's. an' there's where I made a mass play on a snowdrift. I struck that old drift like a flyin' wedge. It was a touchdown all right." "We have reasons to be thankful, every one of us," said Dick. "But we've got to get up and hustle or there's one fellow will beat us all back to the academy," said Scudder. "What made Arlington keep off to the rightr' "What made him?" repeated Dick, in a queer way. Fl i nt loo ked at Mcrriwell. "You don't suppo se---" he began. "Not likely." said Dick. "He didn't know anything about this tree. The tree was cut clowi: for wood." "But no one has been hauling wood out of here.'' "That's right," nodded Harry E>are. "It's mighty queer th a t one tree was cut down there just where we might have run into it.'' . "But," said Dick, "it is not at all likely that any one w o uld think of playing such a foul trick. We must not be suspicious without just cause." It
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.. TIP TOP WEEKLY. ' mark. He could not help wondering somewhat at Dick; for he knew Atiingtort had been Merriwell's mo s t persistent foe. ''If he has go11e 011,'1 Met'riwell said, after some moments of thought, "we'll find his tracks. Let's look for them." They did s b: and before long they came upon s01i:'le tracks deep in the snow, where some one had waded along, being s ustained at times by the beaten uppet crust, but breaking through in many places. ''They can't be Arlington's tracks,'' said Scudder. "This fellow was afoot." "He wasn't weari11g skis, that's a fact," nodded Dick. "But he was coming from the directiort of Spilt Top. Let's follow along a while." The tracks crossed the road near the old buildings, continuing through the dooryard. As they approached the yard, DiS, get me out quick! I'm almost dead!" . "It's Arlirtgton !" said Dick. CHAPTER XII. RE'fRIBU'l'ION ! Chester Arlington was in the well. Uric Scudder picked up hi s skis; which they had not observed in the excitement, and one of which had slidden aside and was almost covered by the snow. Misfortune had overtaken Chester. He had de scended the m ountain in safety, but, like Obediah Tubbs, had broken a strap after reaching the foot. He had forgotten to provide for such an emergency, and he raved angrily over his misfortune. "Hang it!" he growled. ''Who ever saw such. beastly luck! '\Vhy didn't I look out for this?" Tlie old farm lay ahead of him. Detaching the other s ki, he put them under his arm and made for the buildings through the deep snow, thinking he might find somewhe1'e about the place a piece 'of rope . or something that 'wo uld serve to remedy his mis-fortune. He laughed as he hurried fo1•ward, but there was not much mirth in tpe sound. Somehow there was a feelii1g of guilt i11 his heart. Already he more than half regretted the wretched bargain he had made with Sim Carter. . "I could haYe beaten Merriwell anyhow," he mut te red. "That would have beeh b etter than anything else. And I would have beaten him i11 the jumpi11g contest, if he had entered, so that would have given nl.e double satisfaction." He climbed the fence, crossed the road, and enteted the yard of the old farm, still thinking thoughts which were far from agreeable. He did not take particular note of anything. and thus he walked directly onto the rotte n, s n ow•coYered Aoo1'ing of the old well, which gave beneath him suddenly and without warning. He made a grab at something as he shot down, but obtained 110 hold to prevent the fall. The skis shot out from under his arm. A.s he went down his head and s h oulder struck something that stunned and hilrt him. Snow -and broken wood raine d down about him, and then he plunged feet first into ice cold water. Fortunatel y for Arlington the water was not very deep. He struck in a standing position, but his knee s beneath him and he went clown. The water gave him a terrible chill, and he straightened up as soo n as he could. His heart seemed choking him in his throat. It was some moments before the unlucky lad realized what had happened. Filially he understood it. He looked up in a dazed way and saw the irregular opening a long distance above his head. He was standing in .\.Yater up to his waist. "\Vell. if this doesn't beat everything!" he mumbled, thic k ly. He rubbed hi s sh o ulder, iii which there was very little feeling . "Got to get out of this," he "I'm Hable to freeze to death n ow before I can get to a fire." But \\.' hen h e attempted to climb out of the wel1, which was roughly walled up with sto ne, he made the di scovery that one arm was almost nseless. He set his teeth. "Got to do it anyhow! .. he grated. But when he had dragged himself out of the water h i s wet feet slipped on the stones and he fell back with a sp lash. 11Got to! got to!" he kept repeating.

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• ' TIP TOP WEEKLY. Somehow his strength seemed g o ne . He clim bed again, but again he slipped and fell back into the water. The third effort ended in the same manner. Then fear began to grow into horror. "I can't get out!" he groaned. "IJ I stay here long I shall perish! I'm afraid . I'm done for!" At his heart an icy hand seemed clutching with t e r rible force. "It can ' t be possible !' ' was his thought. "It can't be possible I am to die here in this p i tiful manner! Some other fellow might, but not I." Then it seemed that a terrible voice whispered in his ear: "Yes, you! This is to be your tomb! You brought it on yourself!" "No! no l" he cried, in denial. "Yes you . did!" insisted the unseen monster. in the same fearsome whisper. "If you had not plotte:l to injure Dick Merriwell this would not have happe ned." "No! no!" he protested , we a kly. "You know . it is true!" persisted the voice of con science. "If you had not hired Carter. to cut dO\vn the tree you would have coasted clown the mountain with the others. If your ski-strap 41ad broken they would have been near. If anything had happened to you they would have assisted you. It was your wicked plot to injure the fellow you hated that sep a rated you from the others and brought you here. Thi s is your just punishment. You will die here alone, wretche d ly, shrieking for help, growing weaker. freezing. fain ti n g. suffering untold tortures. 1 t i s retri buti o n !" Chester Arlington was overwhelmed by it. "I won't die so!" he almost screamed, and then he tried in a frantic manner to climb out of the but his aimless, frantic efforts frustrated his pu . rpose. He splashed and shouted . His teeth chattered, and his blood seemed clogged and freezing in his veins. "Oh, God save me!" he groaned. after a time. "Retribution!" whispered that terrible voice. To the miserable lad it seemed th a t a demon was watching and gloating over him in that h our of soul torment. He saw hideous, terrible eyes p eering into his, and he held up his numbed hands to shut out the awful glare of those orbs. "Are you sorry you did it?" whi s pered the voice. Chester groaned and . choked . He ti ied to refu s e to answer. He shouted that he might not hear that sou . I-piercing voice. But when he was still again, exhaus ted, miserable, despairing, the voice repeated that q u e stion: "Are you sorry you did it?" Still' he would not that he was s orry. It seemed that hours passed. At intervals he shouted, but he realized his cries were growing weaker and weaker. "I'm dying!" he finally thought. "I'll never enjoy life any morel This is the end l" The end ? No more for him the bounding Ii fe of he a lthy youth? No more for him the free heave n s , the bright sunshine, the sports of winter, the ba l my breezes of budding spring. the songs of birds, the gen tle la nguor of summer?, To die thus! It was a fearful thing for the son of D. Roscoe Arlington, one of the riche s t men in America! "Are y ou sorry?" persisted that voice. But this time he n o t ed that it sounded far. far away, as if the questioner were leaving him forever. He had refu s ed to a n swer. Something told him the ques tion would not be asked again. If he failed to answer this time it would be too late. He would never have another chance. "Oh, heaven! yes-yes, I'm sorry I did it!" he huskily sobbed. "Then shout!'' the voice seemed to say. "You will be give n one m o re opj)ortunity ! Shout as hard as you can!'' He shout ed. Dick MeTIiwei l answered him fro1'1 a coYe ! CHAPTER XIII. WHO WON, T)le c:;id c ts were g a thered for the s k i-jumpi P g con test. T h e y we r e out in full for c e . and a number of pe o p l e fr o m the vill a ge were on ha n d to witness the feats . ,/ T h e L al-es i f ' e Sch oo l for Girls had se n t over a large d c 'ega t i on to e n liven th e scene. Of course Doris, Zona ancl F elec i a \\ere on hancj. "Why. they re-1Hy s;iy Chester Arlington i sn't going to t a ke p:irt in the co n te s t !'' exc;aimed Zona, in won der m e n t . "I wonder h o w that happens?" "Haven't you he ard?" as ked Doris. "\Veil. he met with a very ua
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TIP TOP WEEKLY. ever tell me he doesn ' t have the lu\'.k in the world!" "He does!" nodded Marsh. "But it must be pretty hard to know he was one of the fellows who puLecl you out of that well. If he had struck that tree. he and the others, it would have been all up w i th yo-.l. l ' here's not one chance in a hundred any o n e w o uld h a ve found y ou in that well until it was too late." Chester choked, and on him fell the conviction that Marsh spoke the truth. The success of his plot would have meant de a th to him. "\,Yell, that being the case," he said , trying to force a smile, "I'm glad he came out of it all right.'"But do y ou know Carter has been blab b i ng?" Arli ngton clut:-hed hi!I compan i on ' s arm. " Carter?'' he his sed. "Y cs." "\Vhat has he said?" "He has told you paid him to cut d o wn th a t tree . " Chester was pale as d e a th now a n d he fe; t h i m se lf shaking. ''The fool!" he gra ted . "I can ' t belie v e it!" "Well, I heard so, anyway. He told it in t o w n when he w a s drunk. It will be a bad thi n g for you if this thi n g gets to the e ars of the faculty. " A rli ngto n felt we a k enough to d rop . E v er since h i s fe a rful ex p erience in the w ell he had been p o s s e s sed by a stran ge weakne ss th a t frighte n e d him . His strength refu s ed t o come b ack to h i m, and he was posses s ed by a fear th a t it wou l d ne ve r return. "\\' here are you going?'' asked l\far sh, as Che s ter turned slowly away. "Back t o my room," was the husky reply . "I can't s tay here! I'm sick! Something tells me l\Ierriwell will \Vin to day . I don't want to see it." He almo s t staggered as he walke d away toward the a cademy . l\lar s h looked after him wo n d e ri :' gly. "His nerve is gone," he muttered. "I never saw a feJ;ovv so c o mp}etely clone up . Han ged if I don ' t d o u b t about h i s being any good aft er this!" Ch e ster went back to his room , where he dropped heav i l y on an e :isy -chair and sat stari n g a t the w all. His brain was filled with strange thoughts. Co n scie:1ce was still h o vering beside h i m , a nd he fe lt the pres ence. "It's a losing fight!" he finally muttered. "CanI keep it up? I mu st! I will! No fe; J o w has e v er conquered me, and Dick Merri well shall not! I S\'; ear I 'll be a t him yet in some inam ier ! I swear it l1y all I hold dear!" As he sat there the sound of distant cheeri n g came faintly to his ears . He listened, although i t was h ateful to him. At, last he heard a cheer that seemed lo u der , longer, fuller of joy than all the rest. He recognized the sou nd. It was the c heer of th e ye a rlings. More than t ha t , he fancied he hea r d Merriwell ' s name attached to t he end of that great roar of triumph. Still he did not s ti r . He sa t there until h e heard the boys coming back, heard them p assin g to thei r ro o ms, heard a knock on the door. "Come in," he called, huskily . Marsh appeared. "\V ho won?" asked Chester, in a whispe r. Marsh ansv.;ered: "};lerri well." THE END. T h e Next l'tumber (359) Wiii C cntaln -OIGK ABSENT! OR T h e S p o o k of the School. • FARDALE IN MOURNING! I s Richar d Merriwe'.I Dead ? The r amous Mili t a r y Academy is Sure that This Splendid Y oun g A m e rican Has Met His Death. Mou rn e d by friends arrd foes. F ARDALE SPECIAL, February I.-Professor Gooch, v vhen seen by our corre s pondent, said : "Fardale has met the most terribl e disaster in its history. Richard Merriwell ' s loss cannot be estimated. What he was to this school he was sure to become to his country, the most m : mly, most brilliant , and most noble char acter of h i s day and generation . Now that he is gone I have come to know how much I admi r ed, respected and loved him . I fully beiie v e that the most p romisin g young American of our times lHs been taken fro m u s . " Does this startling news stnke consternation into the hearts of all the Tip Top wor ld? Those who hav e followed his career will know what a great loss th e death of Richard Merriwell m e ans to them . Dea d or not dead? That is the question . Get the a nswer through the first official n e ws on the sub j ect , which w ill appear in Tip Top No. 359 .

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26 TIP TOP WEEKLY. I ' Yolllh NEW YORK, Febrttary 14, 1 9 03. TERl\15 TO TIP TOP WEEKLY lltAIL SUBSCRIBERS. (POSTAGFl FREE.) 8 months 4 m onths 6 ,months Sinsr:le Coples or Back Numbers, Sc. Each. . . . . . . . . • • . . . • . . S!Sc . 2 c opies one year .... . ..... 4.00 . . . . . . . .. . . . • . . . 6 5c. I O n e year ................ $2. 5 0 .......•........ $1.25 1 copy two y ear3.. . . . . . . . . 4 , 0 0 How T O SENn MoN!'lY.-J3y post-offi c e or exp1 ess mone y order, re1c1iste r e d lette r, bank c heck or draft, at our ris k. At your o w n ris k It sent by curranc y, coin, or postage stamps !n ordinary letter. RECEIPTS .-Recelpt ot your remittance I s a cknowledged by prope r change at number on your labe l. 1 H not correc t you have not been properly credited, and should J e t u s know at on ce. STR.EET & SMITH'S TIP TOP WEEKLY, 238 Wlllia111 St., New York City. • APPLAUSE. l'RIZJ;: LETTEI( N O . 71. As l sit reading the Tip Top to-night, with the house so quiet, I seem to be wrapped in a dream . No w l ' m followin g t h e b oys on t he football field, cheering and waving th e r e d and blac k , a nd a gain I'm following Dick throu g h s o m e peril with hi s en emies, and now it is finished , and I lay it down to th i nk over the life of Frank M:err iwell , from his boyhood to the present, but of all his pa s t lif e I like hi s s c h o ol life a t Yal e b est. I w i s h it had l a sted forever, but that cannot be, for as we grow old e r we must take our places in the \ \orld . D ea r o ld Eli, if e v e r I s hould h a ve a brothe r to go to colleg e I s hould like him to go to Yale . I lik e all th e • girls, but I have n o favorite, a s I think Dick and Frank s h o nld know th e ir own he a r ts. I t h i n k w e owe B u r t L. Sta n d i s h a debt of gratitude for the good h e has done for t h e you t h s o f our coun t ry , not only th e boys, but the g irls, too. and not o nly has h e don e go o d for our country, but for all civiliz e d countr ies . Street & Smith deserve c redit , too, for their w ell prin ted p ag es. I think I mu s t close, hopipg that I hav e n o t tak e n up to o much' of your valuable time and th a t I have n ot for go tten any o ne, I remain, ' an admirer of Tip Top, A. C. SHANER. Bellwood , Pa. You arc a good friend to T i p Top, and o ne that we are glad to know. Your le tter i s a fine on e . PRIZE LETTER .NO. 72. I have read the Tip Top W ee kly for ne a rly two years and am getting all of tho back numbers. I thin k that it is th e b e st t hin g I ever read and intend to do s o until y o u s t o p publi s hing it. I think that the plot s are great and the fun is all right, too . I ' would like to s e e Dick haze Che ster Arlington just t(: take the "honorable" down. W ell, here are best wi s he s to all our friend s and also Burt L. W. ]. BYRNE. Collinwoud , O . More letters all the tim e and all with on e praisin g of Tip Top . PRIZE LETTER N O . 7 3 . I desire to becom e an applicant for on e o f the priz es wh ich a r c to be dist r ibuted amon?, the succes s ful writer s . I am going to discuss Di c k Mer riw ell s friend s and e n emies . I th i nk Bra d will pro ve to be D i ck' s truest friend. while, on the ' contrary, I think Chester Arlington will try t o make things interesting for Dick, as most of his enemies have done. When Dick saved June Arlington from the dogs , she did not seem to appreciate it at the time, but sh.e snow e d that sh e s till cared for 1'ick when she wrote and told him that her miserable brother had given the foot ball signals to th e team they were to play that next Saturday. She probably saved Fardale from lo s ing that game by her good w o rk. I hope when i t com es ti111e for Dick to marry that it will be Doris, a s I thin k she i s the g:irl for him . I'd like to hear of Brad marrying . Zona and Hal Darrell marrying Felecia. The ba s eball, a s it wa s pla y e d out in the Mad River League was very int e r e sting, as they pla yed again s t ten men mo s t of the time . Des pite the fact tha t Rawdon Bradford did his best to get the umpire s to throw the games to Tip Top ' s opponents, Tip Top won o ut <1gainst g r e a t A s I h;i.ve n ot referred to one fact right thro ugh this l et ter, I hop e I h ave done wh a t is re q nir c d of me . It i s hard to simply ref e r to o n e fact a lone in the Tip Top stori es , as one fa c t lea d s to another. H. S . FAUNCE. S o merville, Ma ss. • You fully meet th e r e quir e ment for the contest ancf have writte n a good letter. PRIZE LETTER N .O. 74• H a ving re a d all t h e Tip T o o Weeklies excepting forty two number. I tho ught I would see if I. could e x pre ss my opinio n on them . The plot o f e a ch s t ory is well laid and expre ss es the good t h o uirht one can see it r e quire s and g o od judgment o n the part of Mr. Sta ndish . The plo t s are so viv id a nd exciting one can see t hing s a s pla inly a s th o ugh in a picture. wh o els e would have thou ght of having the l oc ket op e n during the game excep t Mr . Sta ndi s h ? In the very fir s t m11Jiber Fra nk met Bart, hi s first ene my, and aft erward b e st fri e nd. T h e e xamp l e s se t u s by true, n oble Frank. a nd g oo d. h o n es t D i ck, are e xampl es worth follow in g by a ny Ame rican b oy . E very o n e of t h eir de e ds h a v e a deep m ea nin g a nd if s tudied p;oo d l esso n s wou l d res ult from then'!. Anoth e r thin g in which Tip T o p s urp ass e s a ny of its rivals is that i t points out all the vic es and eYils, and furthermore guards and warns u s o f them . I s upoo s e I am t a king up t o o much space, but we ca n h;irdly say enou g h a bont Tip T op, whi c h is a good name for i t . M a y it ev e r pros p er. Succ ess t o B . L. Standi s h a nd Street & Smith. I h o p e t o r e m ai n an ardent a dmire r o f Frank and Di c k , ERVIN F. H .\LVORSON. Madi s on, Minn. Your or>inion is the o n e that so rpa ny o t hers h old-the excel lence o f Tip T o p . You h a v e writte n a g ood letter o n i t , too. PRIZ E LETTER NO. 75 I have beeti readin g y our Tio T o p Weekly for about a year and I think it i s the fine s t weekly I have ever read. Dick and Frank are all rirht, and so a r e a ll the re s t o f their friends. Of 1he g irls I lik e Dori s be st. I have jus t finis h e d No. 342 and I thirlk they grow b e tt e r every week . l t h i n k that Ch este r Arlin g ton i s a f e llow . If Tio T o p do e s not ' get here until Friday I cannnt a . wink all night, and as l o ng as I can get five c ents to buy it I s h all alw a ys read it. Wi s hing good luck a nd l ong life t o Burt L. and S t r e et & Smith , I rem ain, yours truly , E. ROBBI N S. R o ck l and , Ma ss. O ne m o r e l oo k i n g for prize. What do y o u s ay for his c hanc es, read e rs? PRIZE LETTER NO. 76. My l ette r will not be needed in t he lea s t to help in s ounding th e prais e s of the s p l endid w o rk y o u are c e rtainly doing among t he b o y s o f our o wn Am e ric a, as well a s other part s of the read ing world . I he a r of it everywhere and we can sec without a doubt the good eff e c t of the Tip Top in the school s and al s o in th e homes. I t i s a help t o th e parent s, where h e lp is n e eded, [ am sure , judging from my own as w ell as oth e r s I happen to know, as much a s the girl s and b o ys. We have s everal quarte rlies and a s tack of singl e c opies which w e have r e ad over and over. It is j ust fine wh e n we a r e w orried and tire d out with the of t h e day to jus t take up on e of the s e booklets and read i t . It is lik e the bri ght s unli g ht thro u!!h t he d a rk , h eavy ninclouds. I am inter es t e d in th e city miss i o nary work , and conse quently see the gre at need of so m e thing which will h elp to attract and h o ld th e attenti o n o f th e y o ung m e n and boys l ong enough to get their eye s op e n to their own f e arful condition. I don't know so much about o t her p a rt s of our co u ntry, but I do know that here in California in our country towns, large and small, as

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TIP TOP \VEEKLY. well as in San Francisco, the cigarette habit is f e arful blight whi c h seems to have a deathlike gri p OQ many of yo1111g men :md hoys. a11d many of our womtn and yunng girls are falling '1c tin1s t11 this h a bit as well, and I am told that the number of smokers i s growing rapidly. begin at the age of s1.-c years. l amspeaking of these young . hoys not from hean.ay, fr"m my ptrsonal knowledge. " I h e y may he seen c\'cry day . and th e quc,tions is, what can be lccia. I mu st say that I am a firm Dori site for several One of the se is that Felecia should not marry Dick because she is his cousin. ;ind, in my opinion, a girl mig ht as well think of marrying her brother as brr cousin. Then, they h a ve bec-n play mate s . and su rely it cannot be more than a friendly feeling that he ha s for her. A5 for Doris, she is just the girl for Dick , swe<."t and d;iinty. It would be such a contrast-Di ck, strong and manly ;ind dark; D oris. fair, and sweet and womanly. l wish Fcleci:>1 " ou ld take more to Hal, for. a f t er Dick, l l hink. he is the hes( f e llow in the wot1d. Wishing Tio Top Weekly all thr success it so richly deserves in the New Year, I remain, an ardent ad-mirer of this paper, YnA. Hammond, Ind. Yonr lener, so full of praise for Tip Top and its characters, is a welcome addition to the Applause Column. Write again. Although l am "only a p-irl," I like to read bovs' stories, and so. of comsc. I read Tip Top, which has the best boys' s tori es publish ed. I have read nearly all of the m and they are fine. I did not carr much about athletics until I re?d your weekly. I am very much interested in your Applause C o lumn . where the l ove ?re dis cussed. Dick is a d?ndy. and so are his b oy friends, t>spt!cially Hal Darrrll and Brad Of hi s girl friends I like Doris Templeton and June Arlin!It o n the b es t. Of Cotll"se Dick is only a boy and too young to think of "taking unto him>clf a wife," hut when the time docs come it will be hard to select between two suC'h girls. I do n o t sprak of Felrcia in snrh m;itlt>rs because she is his cousin and it is not j ur.t the thing for cousins to m:irry. and besides, Dick !Oves her as a sister. I wish she who sig ns h erse lf "Rosamond" would give her full pame and street address. I wish Street & Smith and Burt L Standish success for c l'er. "FLORA DORA." Cle\ • eland. Ohio. 1 Another girl rcad<'r to the front, ani:l one who seems to be a strong supporter of Dick and his fri endso. Not seeing many letters from Deadwood, I thought I would s e nd my hearties t wishes to Tip Top Weekly. I like Frank, Dick, Hal, Singleton, Gardnt>r and a,11 the boys. I have read Tip Top for six yea'rs, and they are the best and only books for American youths to read. I hope to see this in the Applause Col11111n. Yours sincerely, CLAUDE JOHNSON. Deadwood, S . D. (.;la d 10 hear from Deadwood, and the opinion of one of its boys in regard to Tip Top. There is just one fault in Tip Top Weekly, viz.: Like my weekly paydf,ly. it don't come often enough. Reading Tip Top to me like smoking ;i fine cigar : while enjoying the present, antic i p a ting the pleasure of the next one. Being an old "bach," the l nza -Elsie-Doris-June bu si ness is interesting to me, only as a study of character portr'ayal, which Mr. B. L. Standish certainly has "down lo a science." Let M:r. Standish dispose of the different characters as he sees fit, for only then will Tip Top remain as it is-a book good enough for any one to read. Mr. Standish has certainly placed one old bachelor under obligat ions. by helping me while away some of my-supposed to bc--lonely hours, in a very entertaining manner. Wishing the three "S's" continued suc-crss. Respectfully yours, J. S. Erie, Pa. That is right, keep up your interest in Tip Top and you will make no mistake. As l have not seen a letter from our town I thought I would write and let you know that there is such a town on earth. In way of applause of the Tip Top? Well. it is the greatest book that is publi s hed. I have read all but a few of the first ones and 1 lwv are just great. I can hardly wait for the next one to come. ' H op ing to see this in the Applause Column, I remain, yours, Colorado Springs, Colo. JoHN PROUDFOOT. That is right, let Colorado Springs 1 be represented in the Applause Column. We want to hear from every town far and n ea r. Inclosed you will find some verses which I wrote to show my • 0ciation of the Tip Top W cekly: The hest book that was ever published-Its name is the Tip Top. It is so very interesting that when One commences to read it he can never stop. Its h ero, Frank Merriwell, Is the great('st pitcher ever known; He iii certainly a "wonder," and He can always hold his own. Frank's truest friend. Bart Hodge, Can certainly throw to second-base; In fact. he is the grea test catcher that Ever shoved a mask on his face. And then there is Jack Ready, Wi1h his funny johs and mirth. Rc allv. he is the funnie st man That ever lived on earth. And to Frank a nd his companions, And Street & Smith with them, too. I hope they may all do very well, And the author, Burt L., too. I • Tinltimore, Md. JoHN LEsr.ra GrnnoN!I. I I cre's to you a nd your :ts a writer of _verse. Ma;y ;you break forth again in Tip Top's farnr. •

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• Basket-Ball Scores for the Week Brunswick A. C., 1.8; Town Team, o. Brnnswick A. C.-Kaylor, Steele, Hamlet, McCormack, Mag nus, Shoop, Davis. Town Team-Mitch ell. Ma rtin. Alter, Daniels, Carnes, Mc D ona ld, Leland. Brunswick A. C., 18; Brnn s v:ick Second, o. Brunswick A. C.-Kaylor, Steele, Hamlet, McCormack, l\'[agnlls, Grant, Davis. Brunswick Second-Krull, Woodbridge, Olin, Bonham, Wheel e r , Shideler, Kitti". Public School No. 33 (Brooklyn), 22; St. Francis College (2nd team), 10 . Public School No . 33-Haller (capt .), r f ; Berth, If; Jacobs, r g; Croissant, I g; Hassard, c. . $t. Francis College-Doyle, r g; Gorman, l g; Vorder, r f; Carro ll, l f; Fahilo (capt.), c. Manager-F. Croissant. Public School No. 33 (Brooklyn), 28; Rubber Five, 3. Publ ic Sc11ool 33-Haller, r f; Berth (capt.), I; Hassard', c; Jacobs, r g; ' Williams. 1 g. Rubber Five. Jrs.-Pellow, r f; Moore., 1 f; P owe ll, c; Ri tchey (capt.), r g; Dev\litt, 1 g. Manager-F. Croissant. • St. Agathas (Philadelphia), 41; West Ends, 2. St. Agathas-Eyre, forwa rd; Collier, forward; Myers, center; Grady, guard; Lee, guard. West Ends-MtAnaney, forward; Brown, forward; Cassidy , center; Mul l in, guai:d; Fosset, guard. Montford A. C., ;6; Scrubs, o . Mon tfo rd A. C.-H. Emery, left guard; H. Hof;n eister. left forward; Joe Tucker, center; Har. ry " Vain, right forward; \V. Deaver, C. Hofmeister, right guard. Scrnbs-Carnpbell, left guard; Maddess, left forward; Murray, center; :l\Iay. right forward; Bond, right gua rd . Montford A. C., 32; Arie ls, o. . Montford A. C.-W. Deaver, C. Hofmeister, rissht guard; H. Eme ry, left guard; ] oe Tucker, center; H. Hofmeister, left forwatd; Harry Vain , right forward . Ariels-I. Coster , right guard; C. Na l ber, left guard; F. Donges, center; \>\!. Edenrian, l eft forward; S. Mahr, right for -1 ward . • '.\!orris 30; Harmer A. A., 14-Morris Guards-Sickler, forward; Reiley ; forward; C. Cle m ent , center; C. Specht, guard ; Bartlett, guard. Harmer A. A.-'-Titlow, forward; Hyland, forward; Virdin, cent e r ; Terzi e , g uard; Armstrong, guard. :.\Iorr i s Gllards, 19; Med icoChi, 19. Morris Guards-Sickler, forward; Reiley, forward; C. Clem e nt, center; C. Specht , g uard; Barlett, guard . . Medico-Chi-Gill, forw a rd ; Hawks, forward; Moore, center; !larrows, guard; Loveland, . guard. Mo rri s G u ards, j7; Temple College, 37. Morris Gua rds-Sickler, forward; R eiiey, forward; W. C l em e nt. center; Bartlett, guard: vv. Spec ht, guard . Temple College-Th o ma s, forward; Hainley. forward; Joh1, so n , . cente r ; V\"ilson, guard; Schaufrler, guard. ?.Iorris Guards, 40; Central M. T. School. 12. : M orris Guards-Sickler. forward; Reiley. forward; C. Clement, center; vV. Specht, gt•ard; C. Specht . gnard. Central . f. T. SchooJ-SchopJ'. forward; ';y"hite. forward; Strong, center: Lamond, guard; Eb erle, guard. Morris Guards, g8; Company L, 4. Morris Gua rds-Sickl er. forwa rd ; Reiley, forward; vV. Clem e nt. cente r ; C. Specht, guard; Bartlc(t, gt 1 ard. Company L-Booye, forward; Lynde, forwa rd ; \\Tillis, center: , Leyer, guard: Slape . guard. :.\Jorris Gua:rds, 23; N. E." Manual Training School, 7. Morris forward; vV. Spech t , forward; C. Clem ent, center: Bartlett. guard: C. Specht. guard. N. E. :.\lanual Training School-Pearce, forward: for ward;. Jennin gs, cemer; Braumbaugh, guard; Dill. guard. Stre nu o us Five, ro; Garden City, Trs .• J. right fon;ard; Ray Harden , left fonvard; Dick Beman, cent er; Robert :Vfailey, right guard; J o hn Mason , left guard. Garden Citv,Jrs.Jac:k .\.forrison, right forward; J ames Mor rill. left forwa1' ; R aymond l\foore. Johnny Ma on. righ t L uis Woods. left guard . Manger-Roy Barden. The Minuets, 21; The Datons, 18. Minuets-]; Lynett. J . Rogers. H. Race, C. O'Niel. T. Donov;m . Datons-H. \ Vag n or. M. Brown, C. Lyn es, E. Axwroth. T. Waters. Brun' swick A. C., 72; Meeting, o. Brunswick A. C.-Bucklin, left forward; Phillip, right forward: Scott, center; Kenn!'dy, left guard ; Cooper , right :Vlerry Meeting-Steve ns, left forward; Clark, right forward; Stark, center; Hemenway, left p:uard; Morrison, right guard. Brunswick A. C., 87; Castle Casco , o. Brunswick A. C-Bucklin, l 'eft forward; Phillip, right forward; Scott, center; Kennedy, lef t guard; Clark , Mead, righ t guard. Cast le Casco-Rosebo ro, l e ft forward; Armstrong, right forward; Cornell. cen ter; Elliott, left guard; Ofli n ger. Page, right . . Brunswick A . C., 2; Indians, o. Brunswick A. C.-Bucklin, left forward; Phillip, right fo,rward; Scott . center; K e nnedy, l eft guard; Clark, right guard. left forward; McKeeve r , r ight forward; Shen .fey, center; Winn egle, left guard; Taylor, r ight guard. Brunswick A. C., 37; South Ends, o. Brunswick A. C.-Bucklin, left forward; Cahn, right forward; Scott, center; Kennedy. left guard; Cooper, right g,1ard. ,

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TIP TOP WE E KLY. 29 South Ends-P helan, left forward; Gardne r , right forward; Braly, center; Hunter, left guard; Hamlin, right guard. Brunswick A. C.,. 59; Bath Streets, o, Brunswick A. C.-Buckl in, l e f t forward; Cahn, right forwa rd; Sco tt, center; Kennedy, l eft guard; Coop e r, ri g ht guard. Bath Streets-Montgomery, left forward; Adams, right for ward; Ca s telhum, center; Bonec, left guard; Cook, right guard. Ice Hockey Scores for the Week Excelsior A. A., 20; Scrubs, o. Excelsior A . A.-M. C. Coleman, goal; J. A. Mason, point;. G. A. Whiteman, center point; C. A. Whiteman, forward; Clifton Gabard, forward; Robert Rushingt o n, forward; Fremond, Le Roy, Johnson, forw:1rd. Scrubs-] ackson, goal; A. Sharp , point; B. Sharp, center point; J. Sharp, forward; Gla s hneir, forward; Pauliverinen, forward; Samclerine, forward: Excelsior A. A., 6; Badgers, 2. Excelsior A. A .-(Regular team.) Badgcrs--C. Ramsan , goal; Johnson, point; Seeley. center point: Roed e nce, forward; J . A. Harmonor, forward; S. Glae s hiner, forward; Claud Gaborgie, forward. Excel sio r A. A., 4 Pastime A. I. Excelsior A. A.-( Regula; team.) Pastime A . A.-G. Pass. goal; R. Pass, point: J. Pass. center point; Randsom, forward; Clark, forward; ]. Petrnes, forward; Z. Petroes, forward. Excelsior A . A . , 20; White Stars, 4-Excelsior A. A.-(Regular team.) \Nhite Stars-Whi tner. goal; Wheeler, point; Monsey. center point; Jones , forward; Rodgers, forward'; S. Madge, forward; Jamstan, forward. Excelsior A. A .. IO; Red Stars, 6. A. A.-(Regular team.) Red Stars-Rainan, goal; Cannon, point: Rodgers. c enter p oint; Arcn, forward; W. Penn, forward; Misner, forward; D. Clark, forward. A. A., TI; Auburndale A. A., o. Border A. A.-J. D u nahoe, forward; J . Ahern, forward; R. Horlc, cover point; T. Dungan, point; F. Bannon, goal. Auburndale A . A.--P". Dutch. forw ard; M. Hughes, forward; C. Anson, cover point ; D. Clark, point; E. Secord , goal. Broadways , 3; Columbias, o. Broadway s--Carley, goal; Price, p oint: Benedict, cover point; Carlon, right wing; Kenny, 1eft wing; Norton, center; Young, 'rover. J • Colt tmbias-Peterson, goal: Jones. po int; McGurchee, cover point; Clifford, right wing; Wizell, left wing; Sulleway, center; Gallighar, rover. Centrals, 16; D. A. C., o . . Centrals-(Regular team.) D . A . C.-Keros, forward; Shauck, forward; Brandt, forward; Swift, forward; Burnett, point; Terry, cover point; O'Neil, goal. Brunswick A. C., 16; Bath Str eets, Brunswick A. C.-Kaylor, left center; Steele, left wing; Hamlet, right wing; McCormack, right center; Magnus, cover point; Shideler, point; Davis, goal. Bath Streets-Cadwalader, left center; Hamilton, "left wirtg; Gowan, right wing; Middleton, right center; Hum.e, cover point; Vosburg, point; Kidd, goal. Centrals, 12; Champi o n s . o. Centrals--Turner, forward; King, forwa rd; W. Turner, forward; Conner, forward; Snyder, point; Laver, cover point; James, goal. Champions--DiJ!, forward; Black. forward; Willner. forward; John ston, forward; Rayburn, point; \ l\'arner, cover point; Doug1
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Prof. Fourmen: Being a constant reader of the Tip Top 'Weekly I thought I would take the lib erty to ask a few qu es tion s . My measurements are as follows: Age, 13 yl"ars; weight , 103 pounds; height, 4 fee t 10 inch es; neck, 120 inches: chest, normal, 29Y, inches; expanded, 30Vi in c hes; wai st, 31 inches: right bir ep, 1nJ4 inches; left, 10 inches; right forearm, 9)12 inch es ; left, inches; left wrist, 6Y, inches; right, 7 inches; right thigh, 18 inches; left, r7Y, inches ; right calf, 13 in c h es; left, r2Y, inchC's. How are these measurements ? Please trill me how to dev e l o p the muscles of the legs, arms. chest and neck. In the summer I ride a bicycl e , play baseball and swim. In the wint e r I skate and play hockey . How are these for exercises ? Hoping to see this in print, I remain a I . C ONSTANT READER. Your mea surements are fair. To d e velop thC' muscl es o f the leg, ride a ' bicycle, run and w alk; for the arms, n eck and c h es t, use dumbbells, chest weights, Indian clubs and punch the bag. , waist, 29 inches; right thigh, 18;l-i( inches; left, 19 inches; left calf., inch es; ri g ht, 13;;,i inches; neck, 13\'i inchel:i; shoulder, width, 1 6 inches; h e i g ht. S feet 6 H inches: age, 13 years. Will y o u pl e ase t d l me how I can develop my arms without apparatus as l cannot buy any. I have never traine d or used any kind of apparatus to devel o p my<;e lf. I pl:iyed cente r on a football team thi> and in a mass play strained my l eg._ Can you tell me what w o uld be good for it? Th;mking you, i?nd )Jping to s e e thi s in p1i11t, I r e main, yours "Boll." Dumbbells and arm exercises are good. Rub briskly with iOme good liniment, such as a mixture of lead aud opium. Prof. Fourmen: I 11.m 14 years 4 months old; weight , r2S p o u n d s ; h e i g h t, S fee t 6 inches; n ec k, 14 in c h es; cht'sl , n o rmal, 31 inc he s ; 35 in c h e li; \Va ist. 29 inches; I I inch es; arms, I I inches; thighs, 20 ind1es; calves, 13 m c h es. I-low ar'e t he\e measure m ents? I ca n run a roo-v ard dash in 12 Prof. Fourmen: I will be very much oblig e d to you if you will s econds ; standing broad jump. 8 feet 7 ind1e s ;. running broad answer a few qu es ti o ns for me. Age, 12 y ears 4 m onths ; h eig ht, j u mp, 17 fe et. H o w is my running broad jump, also my other 5 feet; weight, 115 pounds; neck, r3Y, inch es; b ice p s . ri g ht, I play ri., ht r n a foot h all tea m p' tc h o n in ches; l eft. II Y o m c hes; for earm, ri1'ht. ro i nches : left . 1 0 /11 b aseball nin.e. Tha nkin g you in adva nce. I r emain, B. :Vf. in ches; chest, normal, 31 inches; expande d, 34 inches; fro m Your m easu r ements are fair, and r ecords very good. K ee p up shoulder to shoulder, 15)1, inches; wrist, 7 0 in c hes; w a i st, 32 the good work. inches; thighs, 21 inches; calves, i3 in c h es. A re my m easure-ments good? Hoping to see this in print, I remain, y ours truly, THOMA S LUBY. Your measurements are good. Take plenty of exercise. Prof. Fourmen: I am 14 years old, but I only 68 pounds. I would like to be a runner, but wh e n I nm a ny distance I get violent pains in my side. I a m very short-winded, so that when I nm I puff like a steam engine. I ha• ; e a l so very w ea k ankles. C o uld you tell me any r e m e dies for these Hoping to see this in print, l remain, yours truly, D . K. Do not run so far. Just run short of the p a in. For s h ort wind try breathing exercises, and for weak anldes try running, riding a bicycle and rising on the toes. Prof. Fourmen: I am a young man 16 years of age, 5 feP.t IO inches in height and weight about 140 pounds. My m e a s ure m ents are: Che s t, 33 inches; wai s t, 30 inches; forearm, II in ches; thigh, II inches; cal, 14 inches: biceps , rr inch es. As my working hours .are from lfive to twe lve o ' clock in ' the evening, and all the afternoon to myse lf, I would like to know wh a t exer-cise to take. •Yours truly, J. B. M. Go into training and follow my "General Advice to Young Athletes," to be found in Tip Top No. :265. Prof. Fourmen: I have read Tip Top on ;incl off for five years . and think it is the best paper for boys publi s h e d. Desiring to become an athlete, I ask the favor of yo u to answer a few qnLs tions, and I also send my measuremnts. Right forearm, IO inches; left, 9Y, inches; right arm, normal, 10Y, inches; contracted,' liy,( inches; left a rm, n orm"ll, 11 inchrs; I uYz' inches; chest, normal, 31Yz inches; expanded, 34 inches; Prof. Fourmen: I am a reader of the Tip Top Weekly and h ave see n in t h e back o f ;i T io Ton a b on t a hook called ''Ge n era l Training for Y oung Athletes" and also a bo o k o n di et. would like t o know the price o f these two books. I will e x p ect to answer to my lette r in the is s ue o f Tip Top Weekly Saturday aft e r n r xt. Thanking y o u, I rem a in. A Rr..\DER. The b oo k s you speak of may be procured for five cents each. Prof. Fotirmen : Since I commenced reading the Tip Top I have obtained a g rf:'at d esire to become an athl e te. :rhere fore I take the liberty of asking you a few questions which I hope you wil! an:
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TIP TOP WEEKLY. 31 trained any except o n a high school football team. I know prac tically noth ing whatever about training, articles for such work, price o f same, etc. I am a senio r in high school which has won champion s hip s in debates, football and athletic s fo r two years, but have n ever been able to t ake -part in anything except foot ball and baseball in athletic line. Will you pl ea s e tell me how and with what to start training; a l so manner in which to train? I have won seve ral prizes for oratory and debating and wou ld like to build up my b ody as well as mind. Are m y measurements prop ortionate to my age? I am not s trong, only by sudden ex ertion. Will training increase my str e ngth? I study a great deal and retire late and ri se early. Does this hurt me? . G . B . W. Read my article entitled "General Advi ce to Young Athletes," to be found in Tip Top No. 265. Do not retire too late . . Prof. Fourmen: Having r ead a few of t h e Tip Top Weeklies and seeing your a n swers k} questi ons a s ked you, I wished t o ''rritc yon in r egard to my measurements. I a m 18 yea r s of age; weight, 135 pounds; height, 5 feet 5 inches; c h est, e x panded, 34 inches. Conl
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' .. TIP TOP'S WINTER SPORTS CONTEST .. BASKET BALL • ICE HOCKEY Can You Put Up a Winning Team This Year? There Are Good Reasons why You Should Try. What Are These Reasons? By winning the 'Jlp Top Championship your name By winning the Tip Top Championship you win becomes famous throughout the country. one of the Tip To1' Championship Pennants. . H.E>R.13> TH.E>Y AR.E>a \\ --I • TIP-TOP BAS Kfi BAiC a , • • • -- • • • • • .. -. - • ... ..... --. . -\ TIP TOP ICE HOCKEY . ( Champions of 1903 Champions of 1903 -Do you see those dotted lines on the pennants? Is the name of your team to flll one of those honored places this year? I IT'S UP TO YOU! R.emember our old battle c1y: BREKA CO-AX, CO-AX, YALE! THAT'S THE SPIR!T THAT WINS! REMEMBER THAT TIP TOP AWARDS IN ADDITION TO PENNANTS TO -TO THE CHAMPIONSHIP BASKET BALL TEAM THE CHAMPIONSHIP ICE HOCKEY TEAM 1 Basket Ball 7 Pairs of Ice Hockey Skates 5 Pairs Running Trunks 7 Pairs of Ice Hockey Shoes 5 Pairs Running Shoes 7 Sweaters 5 Armless Jerseys 7 Ice Hockey Caps 5 Pairs Stockings 7 Ice Hocliey Sticks ' . DON'T MISS A WINNI NC THROW • DON'T LET THE ICE SLIP FROM UNDER YOU. :E:J:ERE ARE 'r:E:J:E DIRECTIONS F'OR .J.M:.AN.AGERS. FIRST-Cut o u t and fill i n one of the following coupons as your team i s an Ice Hockey or Basket Rall Team. SECOND-Write out o n p a per a list of the p layers o f your team a n d those of y our o pponent's. Write o n o n e s ide of p aper only. '!'HIRD-Pin the coupon to your written repor t. FOURTH-Give a cle:tr, concise account of the game, and s end t o STREET & S :III T H , 2 3 8 William Street, New Y ork City . , TIP TOP WEEKLY will publish all the scores. T herefor e keep you r team constant l y before the athlet ic worl d b y sending i n .\U YOUR SCGRES. BASKET BALL COUPO'N ICE HOCKEY COUPON I Name of Team ................................. ' •• Name of Team ....••••••••..•...••...•.••••...•• Town .........••••..•• • ••••••••••••.••••••...•• . Town ...... ... ....•.•...•......••.....••....•.... State .....••...•..•••• •••.•••...•.•••.•.• . •.. , ... State .. .. ...........•••••......... . •.•......•..... Winner •.....••.•••.•••.•. . ..•• . . ..•.......... .. Winner ...........•.•.•....••••••....•..•••••.... Final Score ......•• •• • .........••..•.•.......•.... Final Score ...•..••.••...••• . ..•.•.......•... .•.. Date ............................................... Date ....................•......••..•••••.••.•.••. Manager ......•..•........•.•... Manager ...•......•.........•................... . ,.

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• • Tip Top Prize Gallery Prize Photograph No. 33 " A CLOSE FINISH .. Prize Phot o graph No. 33 was entered in the Contest by W. G. Dryer, o f Wakefield, Mass. SECOND .HJVNU.HL PHOTOGR_.HPHIC COJVTEST A Fun Photographic Outfit GIVEN AS A PRIZE For the Best Amateur T i p Top Photograph of any Athletic Even t or Athletic Team COME ON, BOYS ! GET YOUR CAMERAS AT WORK I f .. you have to do l.s to get a good, clear picture of any of the followin g .sub/ect.s: 1. A Baseball Game ' 4. A Hurdle Race 7. A Shot Put 10. An Athlete 2. A Basketball Game 5. A Pole Vault 8 . A Hammer Throw 11. A Bic:ycle Race 3. A High Jump 6. A Swimming Match C). An Athletic Team 12. A Wrestling Match 13. An Ice Hocke::i-Game 14. A Skating Match Jllso send a description of what the picture represents Our artist will act as judge in the Contest THE BEST;PHOTOGRAPH WINS THE PRIZE " • I

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..... • . . . . . --. . , . Come a=Flying ! Come a=Sliding ! Come Along! Get your Basketball team.into Tip Top's Second Annual Basketball Contest • TO THE AMATEUR CHAMPIONSHIP BASKETBALL TEAM OF AMERICA, TIP TOP ' WlLL AW ARD A COlYfPLETE BASKETBALL OUTFIT, CONSISTING OF Jf. ts' Jf. .sa JI# ts' One Basketball. Five Pairs of Running Trunks. Five Pairs of Armless Jerseys. Five Pairs of Basketball Shoes. . Five Pairs of Stock. ings. IN ADDmON TO A TIP TOP CHAMPIONSHIP PENNANT Jf. Jf. Jf. . Jf. Jf. ts' Get Your Ice Hockey Team into Tip Top's Second Annual Ice Hockey Contest TO THE AMATEUR CHAMPIONSHIP ICE HOCKEY TEAM OF AMERICA, TIP TOP WILL AWARD A COMPLETE OUTFIT . CONSISTING OF Seven Pairs of Ice Hockey Skates. Seven Pairs of Ice Hockey Shoes. Seven Sweaters. Seven Ice Hockey Caps. IN ADDITION TO A TIP TOP CHAMPIONSHIP PENNANT Jf. .JI. .JI. .JI. .JI. Jf. .JI. DON'T FAIL TO ENTER YOUR TEAK AND STAY TO THE FINISH . . ' •


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