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Post Office, by STREET & eee 2378 Wiliam St., N. ¥. Entered according to Act of Congress in the year 1902, 8 the Office of the Librarian of Congress, Washington, D. C. NEW YORK, December 13, 1902. Price Five Cents. Snaringe are a trending hand across. his fore: WEEKLY. 5 | 3 head. “You ask me to go to Dick Merriwell and beg do that!’ “Oh, all right!’ said Miguel, coolly rolling a ciga- >* —beg, beg! I can’t rette. * was not disturbed, for he felt that he He saw that and ready to surrender. The fellow had conquered. Arlington was wavering It was gall and wormwood to Chester to be forced into appearing as a supplicant to Dick Merriwell, whom in his heart of hearts he still hated as much as ever. > But there was no other escape for him. He must Merriwéll or. get out of Far- dale. If he defied Bunol the fellow would disgrace him; he had not the least doubt of that. 2 Py pay you the thousand dollars,” he suddenly said. Bunol lifted his heavy black eyebrows in surprise. 9 “Why, you say you cannot get it,” he observed, and -it was plain that he felt disappointment in this deci- sion of Chester. *f can’t—all at once.” “Then io “T’ll get part of it—say a hundred dollars at first. I will pay you that. You leave the academy. Later I will get the rest as fast as 1 can and send it to you.” Buno!l struck a match and lighted his cigarette. “T amnot so much a big fool,” he said. “I take it all at once. “But you'll get it! I can’t pay, you all at once. Tt will be hard to raise the hundred. sacrifice many things. That is the only way.” I shall have to But I will do that. this stuff here go. It is ail I can 'do.” Bunol had not taken three whiffs from the cigarette, but he flung it into the grate and turned toward the — door. “Where—where are you going: ?” asked Chose un- steadily. . ; was the answer. “Come back here—come back!’ cried Arlington, jumping up in the .greatest agitation, . J Sic. whi te Bunol Lata Na COCR ‘STO Profascdr Gunn,” {?? I shall have to let some of - “out of the village and strode briskly pear. “moving about to keep warm. to meet Merriwell. “Hello!” 4 - ‘TIP TOP WEEKLY. “Why come back?” he asked. ment we can make.” “It is no arrange- “Yes we can!” declared Chester. “I'll go to Mer- riwell and see what I can do!” He had surrendered. CHAPTER It. [. ARLINGTON ASKS A FAVOR, It was the hardest thing in the world for Chester Arlington to humble himself to Dick Merriwell, but he realized that it was the only thing he could do to Chester was proud, and the thought He had held his head high here at school, had regarded him - save himself. of disgrace at Fardale galled him terribly. self far better than the “common herd,” of which Mer- riwell was one, and had felt confident of final triumph over the lad he hated. | To leave Fardale Academy in’ disgrace—he could not think of it! But Bunol had made it necessary for him to go to Dick Merriwell and beg a favor in order to save him- self. That evening Dick went over to the village, and Chester Ee could not force himself to it at once. ‘waited for him on the road. The moon was shining clear and cold as Dick came away toward the academy. His shadow kept close béside him, gliding along over the ground. Beneath a leafless maple tree just on the outskirts of the village Arlington waited until he saw Dick ap- He had been kicking his heels together and At oui he stepped out exc claimed Dick, ognized Chester. Lae hought you would be along soon,’ * said ae “That’s why I stopped here and waited. % “You were waiting for me?” : . “Yes,” a Fe pee Adie ei tapi walked at Dick's side. He hesitated and choked a Be ane to pee ae | ton. though his heart was seething with rage at the thought. in surprise, for he rec- “See here,” Chester suddenly exclaimed, “I’m com- I don’t like to do it, you may be sure of that, but I have to do it, pelled to ask a favor of you, Merriwell. regardless of my feelings.” Log E “Go ahead,” said Dick, suppressing a smile. >. as “You know Bunol?” e “T should say so!’ ee . father and his father were friends, that’s how it hap: ey “You know the fellow came here with me. pened,” lied Chester. “‘I’m sorry I suggested to him that he come here. He’s a treacherous rascal.”’ “Which he proved in stealing those papers and try- ing to put the’ she on f yos. Evidently he wishes to) injure you now.’ Lege “Yes. That’s just it, He wishes to injure me, and he'll do it, I’m afraid. You, Well, I’m pretended to be. This snake has found out everything I have done. You know about that bridge trick, Merriwell. I cut the bridge, but I_ did it to duck you, because you ducked me before that. I wanted to get ¢ven. He’s sore on me. know every fellow gets into some pranks. no saint——never I didn’t mean to throw Doris Templeton into the water.” = “Tf I had fancied that you did,”’ -said Disie grimly, — “you'd not be in Fardale now, I tell you that! If you had not done your best to save her after she was swept P into the pool, [ should have carried the matter before a the faculty. The fact that you nearly lost your bie oes os trying to save her caused me to hold my hand and ne fae let you off without further punishment.” asim ' said Chester, humbly, al- “That was kind of you,’ of being humbled before his ‘enemy. “I appreciate ee, Then you know about that little joke of shutting you. in the old vault. YOu Dew: even if I haven’t before. got square for that, -too.’’ / Chester shivered as he thought of the ducking stool rigged up by Dick and: his friends. Arlington, and his four companions were all pe in the cold waters: i of Lily Lake. | ae Vent laughed Dick: “y paiva that Hil piece of business was Phen nore “py TD cms IP-TOP “Perhaps you are right.” “And you have not been the fellow to blow on me; I give you that credit.” “Thanks!” said Dick, with a touch of sarcasm. “But now here is this snake Bunol who swears he will go to the faculty and tell all he knows before he ‘eaves Fardale!” “Well, that’s “Rough !’ “He may, that’s a fact.” s rough!” 17? Why, he'll ruin me! “Tf he does it I’ll be hauled over the coals and ex- pelled from the school.” “Tt looks that way.” | you're not such a bad i “Now, see here, Merriwelll, fellow.” } “Thanks!” said Dick, again, with still greater sar- casm. 7 “IT know I have no chuind? on you, and it takes a lot of nerve for me to come to you and ask a favor; but you can nee this Spaniard from throwing me down, and “Tecan do that?” “Sure thing.” “How ?” | “By letting up on him. By not forcing him to leave the school.” “And you have come to ask me to let up on him?” asked Dick, in great surprise, for it seemed impos- sible to him that a haughty, overbearing fellow like | Arlington could bring himself to that. hk ROVE, you know it would be mighty rough on me.” 3 “If Bunol betrays you blame yourself for choosing such a com- I confess that I do it to save myself. But — es: am not to blame,” said Dick, grimly. panion and confident.” — eke -_ Chester's —“You—y ou mean that you'll carry 0 that Bunol will have to gor” he faltered. i ane “Why shouldn't he?” said Dick. es fellow to have in the school. - hands. Lawyer Bradbury——” | ; Po “But ‘you ci oe nity seh Ta am pure he would heart dropped. “He is rot a fit The matter is out of my out your threat in his mind. WEEKLY. 5 o> “Why should I do such a thing. Bunol is my enemy. He is a treacherous, dangerous fellow. You are not my friend.” Arlington began to feel desperate. “J have not been,” he said; “but it might be differ- ent in the future.” “No!” exclaimed Dick. sible that you and I can ever become friends. There is nothing in common between us.” Chester was surprised at this, for he had fancied that by his actions within the last few days he had led Dick into thinking him a friend at last. Now he realized that he had not deceived Merriwell in the least. “He seems to see right through me?’’ Ches- “What can I do?’ A thought came to him of a last resort. ’ he said, with a sigh. thought ter, despairingly. “Very well,” with me! My sister objected in the first place about coming here to this out-of-the-way place to see me. _have to come here any more.” ty Dick’s heart gave a great thump. June Arlington True if Ches- , would not come to Fardale any more! ter left the school there would be nothing to bring her there. Arlington walked along with his head down, but he glanced sideways toward Dick to note the effect of his words. Again Dick felt that he could read Chester’s nettle: in speaking as he did. He knew Dick was interested in June, that Dick. woul d wish to see her again; and for this very reason he had hinted that she would come no more to Fardale. ¥ But it was true that there would be hotiiow to tring June to Fardale if Chester left the place. Dick wal If, he forced Bunol from. the school then Arlington would have to go. June would come no more to the village. This was the thought that made Dick waver and 3 hesitate. He remembered hér. as he Hel, seen her last. Aer eyes had mall : on + ism, nis f; ; “I do not believe it pos- , “The jig is up I'll have to skip out before I’m kicked out. She won't ced onward in silence, a tumult of thoughts — If Arlington went, 6 TIP TOP WEEKLY. es Even at this moment he carried her locket, in which to escape may bring about your further entanglement. was her picture. Already your plots and tricks have brought you to a Arlington was wise enough to give Dick time. point where you have seen disgrace staring you in “Hold your hand until I can pack up and get away,” the face. Al ready by way of punishment you have he finally said. “I'll leave sometime before Monday been compelled to seek a favor of the lad you hate night.” so bitterly—have been compelled to humble yourself to After a few minutes, Dick observed: him. “T'll think this matter over, Arlington. Perhaps The plotting, crafty, wicked fellow may seem to you won’t have to go.” succeed for a time. His pians may seem to go right, “T’ve won!” thought Chester, exultantly. _ and his prosperity may cause those who know of his crookedness to wonder; but surely the day comes when he finds his plotting has brought about his undoing, CHAPTER III er eee oMe ui ing A LANG WORD, when he realizes at last that his scheming has wrought disaster and disgrace for him. So Miguel Bunol os for the time and re- But Chester Arlington was young, and he had not mained in Fardale. He smiled over his success and learned this great lesson of life. He fancied that luck felt that his power over Chester Arlington was com- “had brought about his present misfortune, not that it plete. At the same time, he chuckled at the thought was the direct result of his own bad acts. : that Chester had been able to sway Dick Merriwell, Of course Brad Buckhart expected Dick to drive and Bunol was shrewd enough to understand how this Miguel Bunol from the school, and he could not un-. had been accomplished. He knew all about Dick’s derstand it at all when-Dick decided to hold his hand admiration for June Arlington, and he had counted on and let the Spanish lad remain. For once Dick did that to win for him in case Chester could be made not make the explanation full and complete. He did desperate enough to humble himself before Dick. —s not confess to the Texan that the departure of Bunol Chester felt mean enough. The fact that Dick had from Fardale meant also the departure of Arlington, held his hand did not make him, in his heart of hearts, that Arlington’s departure meant that his sister would : any friendlier toward the captain of the football team. come to the village no more, for which reason Dick did He had been compelled to ask a favor of Dick, to al- his best to hush the matter up. and let it drop quietly. most beg for it, to let. Dick know he could cause him “I allow I never reckoned he was quite that easy,” ‘to leave Fardale! Ah! that was bitterness! Of muttered the W esterner, regretfully. “When I first course Merriwell chuckled over it to himself. Of knew him he had a temper like cold steel, and he was _ course he would put on superior airs. Oh, it was hard ipocet to hold onto it all the time. Somehow he has to endure! _ changed. Holding onto that temper has become easy Such thoughts as these ‘ee Chester satisfied that for him, and he’ s master of it now for sure. All the he hated Dick more than ever before. same, he’d be the devil let loose if it ever did break “But I must not let him know it—now ! P’ he said. away so he couldn’ t contral it. I judge he’d be all the “T've got to, pretend that I have changed to a fr iend! worse for having held it in check so long. If it ever | : 4 No is a part of the game. Some day, when I hive does break away from him and he has real cause to kill crushed him—and crush him I will!—I'll laugh at somebody he’ll do it quicker than a flash of lightning.” him and tell him I always hated him. oe day of tri- Brad believed that he understood Dick better than 4 pip shall come Me oe -any other fellow in the school did, and there was good x ‘Are you sure of. it, Chester? “Alteady: you have” reason why he should, being his roommate and seeing d arenes in a secribl "snare, and ‘your efforts $0, ) mich, of him, He knew v Dick nas not gained ‘the TEE ie sara ' — nen RN SSE Sbe RI’ mastery over his quick temper and tinreasoning dis- position without a struggle, and he admired him for it. The agitation over Arlington’s fight to get onto the athletic committee and his sudden and amazing resig- nation from it had died out. No one save a certain few understood why Chester had resigned almost im- mediately after being elected. Sometimes the boys talked it over a little and wondered at it. But things were moving at Fardale. Football game followed football game. The hockey team had been organized and was making ready for an active season. The basketball team had been in practice some time. There was talk of an in-door baseball team. Of course athletics and sports were not the only The boys The members of the things to take up the time at the school. had their studies and drills. football team had been excused from drilling during the season, but the others were put through their paces regularly. Of these drills, and inspections, and parades little need be said here, for those characters. ‘in whom we are most interested had made up the foot- ball team and took no part in the exercises. . But there were studies and lectures they could not miss. Profesor Gunn might be easy with them; not so Professor Gooch. He demanded their attendance and attention in the classroom. He was opposed to athletics of all sorts, and he took ‘delight in detaining members of the football team to listen to some ary- as-dust talk of his when they felt that they shoul Id be out on the field getting ¢n some practice. | ‘As. _Gooch, his spectacles on his nose, droned away “one ze about the Punic Wars, and Hannibal and Rome, and the destruction of Chiat: Ted Smart - noticed that Billy Bradley, who sat next to him, was _ napping. fi Ted thrust his elbow into Brad! ey’s ribs.’ # “Ouch i grunted Billy, with a start and a snort. st Professor Gooch looked at him. manera said! cor" te - tinued i in his droning voice: oe the general character and history of the Carth- jinians, from the rest) ) the cy. dawn to ) the tif- sOr The longest word in the English language is smiles.” WEEKLY. wars with Rome, tenet is known than of any other great’ nation of antiquity.”’ , I’m glad to see you are so interested, Sir William.” whispered Ted, as Billy was dozing off again. “Eh?” grunted Bradley, with another start. “Er—er—hum!” snorted Gooch, glaring dt Billy over his spectacles, while Ted sat up very straight and looked supremely innocent and interested. fancied He Gooch had asked him a question, and he retorted: . | Billy was. flustered and confused. “Ya-as, ya-as, Hi quite hagree with you, sir.” Whereupon there was a suppressed titter, and the professor, thinking Billy was trying to be ‘‘smart’’ and ee make sport, said: Ve “This is a matter of history, young man, and makes little difference whether you agree or not.” : “Hexcuse me!” gasped Billy, almost collapsing. io Gooch continued : 4 “With the exception of a few inscriptions on medals and coins, a score of verses in one of. the comedies of Plautus, and the periplus of Hanno, not a solitary relic of Carthage has been preserved.” | “How sad!” Then he snuggled — over closer to Bradley. tom whispered Smart. “Say,” he whispered, “what’s the longest word in the English language?” : “Hi dunno,” “But Hi'll bet: hany- 4 thing Professor Gooch uses hit hevery day.” confessed Billy. “Not so bad for you!” admitted Ted, for, as a rule, . Billy was extremely dense and slow to seé the point of | ae “But you'll be surprised when I tell you. | *joke. Billy showed interest at first, then looked doubtful, mildly surprised, absolutely | astonished, and pene, positively rebellious. . “Go hon!’ he hissed back at Ted. ter! “Hi awe be : Hare you taking me for a fool?” | jig Bey “Oh, dear, no!” said Ted. “IT wouldn’t think a such a thing!” Ted. had a. ray, of ee ont opposite what he meant. Ae T: “Hi know a ’undred hother words that hare longs agit mae fey rer . than smiles,” Hv Hit’s transubstantia “Hi'll ave to go you. Hit’s dead heasy. you the first word Hi think of. tion. “Ow is that?” ip wit 4 “Look at. the short distance between the first and last letters in that patch,” asserted Smart. word.” ue “Hey? Weil, the first hand last letters -hin your word. look at the shorter. distance between Hi ’ave got 99 you! “Not on your tintype! There is a mile between the RGN) sty Dovity acd last letters in smiles.” gasped fot breath and grew so excited that there was danger of his again attracting the atten- professor. “You ‘Ow do you make that hout?” Smart. “Tf it, just knock off the first and last letters of smiles ard left. tion of the droning éey < A ee hidiot ! CCT? 4 re It’s easy, mile?’ he gasped. hare a blooming ”” assured you don’t, believe x 99 spell what is I’m sure you will find it a ‘mile. a: / : Sea ; ; Billy frowned, glared, wrote “smiles” on the margin of a jeaf in the book he carried, drew a line after the 9) first “s’’ and before the last “s,” and found that there really and truly was a “mile” between those two fet- ters, whereupon he had convulsions and Professor Gooch paused and stared at him in wondering amaze- ment. came in a “Woo! woo! woof!’ series of explosive grunts from Bradley, who was doing his best to “hold in. : “Really, sir,’’ said Gooch, severely, “ ‘Sf you fel as bad: as that you may leave the room at once.’ “Woo! woo! said Billy, and he hustled out to h ave further convulsions in the ante- room. Thank you, sir!” C; HAPTER IV. eee: "BILLY BE { COMES DISGUSTED. * Billy was waiting | for the others when they filed out Ps a the classroom. He took great delight in repeating ss any story that he heard, On this occasion he seized on Bee. jets as a " ee to try the oa on Aitst. TIP. TOP WEEKLY. bet you a treat you can’t name one word longer returned Smart, with great earnestness. give hand see hif hit ‘hisn’t a mile!” word hin the Henglish language. spell between the first hand last letters hand he il find | “Hi say, hold fellow,” he said, locking arms with the lank chap. “What is the longest word hin the d Henglish language? “Ru-ru-ru-rubber,” said Chip, promptly. Sek: ‘Hi ham hin hearnest,’’ declared Bradley. ‘What his the longest word ?” | “Ru-ru-ru-rubber,” stuttered Chip, once more. “That’s the longest word.” a a I Ba i te SS RS Bo “’Ow do you make that hout?” “Why, if it ain’t lul-lul-long enough you can‘*sus- i. sus-stretch it,” said Jolliby, with a grin. But this did not satisfy Bradley. f “You can’t stretch hit long henough,” he said. “Hi 7 i know a word with a mile between the first hand last 2 letters.” ie i “Now yott sus-sus-stop!’’ chattered Chip. ; a “Ti can prove hit,” insisted Billy. . “What's the word?” demanded Joiliby. iB | “It’s laughs,’ declared Bradley, trium phantly, giv- ie ing the lank lad a poke in the ribs. “ ’Ow is that for ‘igh? Hisn’t that pretty good, eh?” 3 Be To his surprise, C p looked blank and puzzled. a oe | “Well, hif you ain’t a chump!” exploded Bradley, in ieee cy disgust. “Just spell between the first and last letters With which he released Jolliby and turned away, « 9} completely dismayed over his ill-success. Smart, who had kept near enough to hear all this, was forced to press his hand over his mouth to prevent Bess. a ‘shout of laughter. thought Bede Hill. try matter was,” 3 tha wonder | what the didn’t seem to eye. OH see. the » point. , 'p hanother fellow.” Buckhart. he s He sidled up to Brad “Hi say, Buck’art,” aid, “what is the longest — Give hit hup?” “T reckon I’ll hz William,’ FVM) hat j is the longest word?” - ‘ hike ave to, ’ said the pepo He looked at Billy in such a way that the Cockney i youth was ‘birituaed; and stammered: paviki ae ‘ 4 “Flit—hit’s gigeles. Hif you don’t believe hit, just | a a mile. ‘Ow his that ae o TIP TOP WEEKLY. 0 The Texan looked Billy over. “Whatever kind of loco weed have you been eat- ing?’ he exclaimed. “You're plumb loony for sure.” Then he strode away, leaving Billy scratching his head and looking extremely puzzled and bewildered. Ted Smart was enjoying this hugely. He ap- proached Biily and spoke to him. Bradley glared at Ted, “What is the old joke?” he ripped out, hotly. eh Pp matter ? pce ped go hat hall.” “What fellows?” “Jolliby and Buckhart.” matter with your blawsted blooming said Ted, in apparent surprise. ‘‘What’s the Why?” said Ted. Cotme on with me up “No wonder it didn’t go!” “Those chaps are too dense to see the point. Some of the fellows are going to Merriwell’s room. up there. Just you spring it there and see if you don’t make a big hit with it.” So Bradley was led away to Dick’s room, where some of the boys had gathered, it being a general watherin 1g place for ‘the football team. Singleton was there, lounging, comfortably on a Morris chair, Merriwell was talking to, Dare and had dropped in. aie eed Ted, Douglass. Buckhart and Jol liby 1 “Give it to them/ rig! it off the reel, a whisper to Billy. “Fi say, fellows,” said. Bradley, “what his the long- est word hin the Henglish language?” Jolliby and gust. “What it is, William?” “Give it up?” asked Bradley. “Sure thing. | What’s the word?” ; “Hit—hit’s grins,” fluttered Bradley. “Hif you doubt hit, you'll find there is a mile between the first and last letters. {?? Buckhart looked at each other in dis- grunted Singleton, Hi can area hanybody who fone see the point! Tike | _ Then, as nobody ignehaes! he began to tear off his ‘ coat, shad Sales mad. ‘ave tried hit hon two fellows, hand hit didn’t: “You hare a lot hof blawsted thick-’eaded Yan- “Hover hin hold Hengland “ae “Don’t disgrace your- kees!”’ he “Dear! self, Sir William, by thrashing such dummies. It raged. dear!’ said Smart. really takes the English to see the point of a joke. Now when I get a good thing I always take it’ to you, for I:know you will be so quick to catch on!” This appeased Bradley somewhat, but he returned: “Hi don’t believe they want to see hit! They never want to see hanything when Hi tell hit.” “It’s very shameful,” said Ted, winking at the others behind Billy’s back. in a minute that there is a mile between thé firstiand “Any one should be able to see last letters of smiles.” Then, for had tried to spring the joke saw the point in it. Billy Im- the first time, the boys on which mediately they began to laugh, which disgusted the Cockney lad more than ever. “Look hat that!” he nobody laughs; when you say hit they hall catch hon cried. “When Hi say hit Hit’s a put hup job!” said Dick; “but & assure you that we have just seen the point of the J Buti I assure hin a minute. “It may look that way, Billy,’ joke. We humbly beg your pardon. you that smiles, with its mile between the first and last letters, is not the longest word. I know one that is longer.” : “Hi doubt hit,” “Tt is longer,” retorted Bradley. “What is hit?” explained Dick. “Hi know you said so, but what is the word?” “It is longer,” repeated Dick. : “That’s hall right. Hit may be, but what is hit?’ “I will spell it for you,” smiled Dick., It is longer.” “T-o-n-g-e-r. Can’t you see that proves my claim. Bradley paused with his mouth open. Slowly the , point dawned on him. He slapped his thigh and uttered an exclamation. “By Jawve! that’s a good one! Hit’s better than the hother one! But Hi’ll wager hanything lots hot fellows will not see the point when Hi spring hit hon them. Don’t you know, Mer riwell, Hi believe some : pe inherit their blawsted So. 3 TIP TOP “My dear Bradley!” exclaimed Dick, as if shocked. “It’s not proper to speak that way of your parents!” At this the others shouted with laughter, while Brad- Io ley was utterly at a loss to comprehend the cause of their merriment. a= “You're a ’ole lot of hiddiots!” he cried, his disgust breaking all bounds. “You heven laugh at a fool!’ ae “Don't-—don’t cast reflections on yourself!” said Smart. Billy reached for him, but Ted knew better than to Bi fall into those muscular hands, and he dodged away. fae “HY ’a ons the Cockney lad, as he turned and stalked out of the ve nothing more to do with, you!” declared room. And the laughter behind ne added to his disgust'as he closed the door. CHAPTER. V. THE SPOOK APPEARS. fi when he told about it. Ted declared that he turned : over in bed and beheld a white, ghostly form floating _ slowly and sifently acréss the room about two feet from the floor. He also declared that he could see ‘through the white form and discern solid objects on - the further side. _ given to exaggeration, and so they laughed. “Did ‘you really see anything at all?’ asked one. oe “Oh, no!” exclaimed Ted, detisively; “I didn’t see a thing. 2 “But it was dark,” But €very one knew Smart was I am Stone blind, and I can’t see anything.” Oh, the moon didn’t shine in at the window at all!” § etorted the little fellow. “It was dark as pitch! I can see better in the dark than I can in the daylight fi All of which meant exactly the opposite. | “Well, what was the spook ¢ ee in your Poca Smart?” Rg Ee & Hy “Ask me! “But when he old thing floated my way I just sat up and said, 100 |" like that. The thing: stop; ved. and stretched \ hand toward mel eT said, ‘Oh, Lord!’ anid went wn ander the I: don't know how _ Just Fidasing round, I I faney. ‘Ted Smart saw it first, but no one believed him WEEKLY. long I stayed there, but when I rubbered out the spook was gone.” “A pretty bad case of nightmare,” was the verdict. But Ted did not accept it. thing had been in his room. He insisted that some- True his door was locked when he got up and looked around, and the “‘some- thing’ was gone. Ted was the last fellow at Fardale to be able to im- press any one with such a story. They guyed him at every opportunity about it. One after another the boys came to him and asked him to tell them about the “spook.” They kept him repeating the story over Then when he became disgusted and refused to talk about it any more and over until he became tired of it. they laughed and kept up the sport by gathering around him and repeating what he had said. Later in the day, Smart said: “T wonder if spooks have to comb their hair. My pet comb and silver-backed hair-brush are gone. Don’t know where they could have gone to unless my spook took them.” Of course he was advised to look around thoroughly in his room for the missing articles. He did so, but the comb and brush he could not find. — 3 Ted could not understand why any one should wish to steal the comb and brush. . : The very next night Joe Savage saw the “spook.” Savage and Gorman roomed together, although they were not, the best of friends, having come to a_ misunderstanding over Dick Merriwell and football matters. ithe It seerned However, when he opened -his eyes, he dimly saw a white form standing at the foot — of his bed. _His first thought was that Gorman had arisen for something, but a moment later he discov- Joe knew not just what aeialoccett him. | like a long, low sigh. ered that Gorman was peacefully sleeping beside him, | breathing regularly and somewhat loudly. : | jong Savage was a fellow of considerable nerve, but now : ‘His room ‘was | ‘i hot on the right side for the moonlight to shine invat + aaa his W indow, but still there was eae poo for him bi she he ‘was’ startled in spite of himself. - spills sep 9S Z pacing. oie wl. Pe ee a . Dg a Sl ’ Je eee 6s x — rah ; * 7 TIP TOP to make out the white figure, which had the general semblance of a human being. Joe thought of Smart’s spook story. “Rot!” he told himself. “That's w hat’s the matter. I must be dreaming.” He deliberately pinched himself, discovering that he was very wide awake. The thing seemed to be looking straight at him, and a feeling of unspeakable queerness froze him stiff in bed. He tried to convince himself that it was a case of imagination, but the longer he looked the plainer he could see the ghostly figure. After a while he became convinced that there really was something white there at the foot of the bed. Then through the room again sounded that long, low, tremulous sigh: It ‘was expressive of unspeak- able sadness, and about it there was something in- human and spirit-like. : Savage felt himself getting cold as ice. to shiver so that the bed shook. In that moment he was ashamed of himself, for he He: began was not a fellow who believed in such nonsense as ghosts. Summoning all his will power, he set up in bed, expecting the thing would vanish, in which case he would be. satisfied it was an hallucination of some sort. Instead of vanishing, the ghost stretched out a hand toward Joe as if to grasp him. Immediately Savage lay down again. : The thing slowly moved away, disappearing from view. Joe lay there, hearing Gorman still breathing regu- larly and stentoriously, but straining his ears for some other sound. — ye The dey leading from his room to ti 1e corridor was not in view. / Joe had remained silent thus a full minute or more. At last he forced himself to get out of bed and step out of the alcove into the room. He was still shaking, but he looked about in vain fo the spook. The thing had vanished from the room. hay ¥ y WEEKLY. He crossed the floor quickly and tried the door. It was locked. “Well,” said Savage, to himself, “I wonder if I really did see anything! I’m almost ready to swear I did, and yet He | he could. ighted a match and looked around as well as Lights were not permitted in the rooms at that hour, but he did not believe any one would ob- serve the light from a burning match. The striking of the match broke Gorman’s slumber. He choked, started and sat up. He saw Savage in the. middle of the room, holding the lighted match above his head. | “What’s up?” grunted Abe, rubbing his eyes. “J am,” answered Joe. “What are you looking for?’ “The spook.” ~ehey 0’ “I saw it,” “What's the matter with you?” growled Gorman, in deep disgust. “Come back to bed.” | The match burned Joe’s fingers and he dropped it. he declared. said Savage. “T saw something,” “Been dreaming,” had really and truly seen something. “No,” he declared, grimly, “I know I saw some- thing at the foot of the bed.’’ i ee “Pooh!” ejaculated Abe, and he got into a comfort- able position and prepared to sleep again. After returning to bed Joe lay a long time thinking — tite matter over. “I'm not a fool,” he thought, bet my life that there was some kind of a thing in “and I am ready to this room.” The impression settled on him so that he found it. almost impossible to get to sleep. As he lay thus a sudden wild yell echoed through the corridors, followed by a commotion. : Joe had left the Red at a single ‘bound as the yell 3 ‘Another bound seemed. to take him to ‘the if He found some difficulty in ng locking the door, as the key was not in the lock, and rang out. door of his room. mumbled Gorman, lying: down. But the darkness seemed to convince Joe that he © TIP TOP he was compelled to take it from the hook where it hung and use it to unlock the door. By the time he got outside, with Gorman at his heels, the corridor was swarming with excited cadets in their $ night garments. “What's the racket?” asked Savage, of the nearest fellow. “Jim Wilson saw a ghost,” was the laughing an- swer. “Wouldn’t that jar you!” | at But immediately Savage was eager to question Wil- son. This was prevented, however, at: this time, as the boys were hustled into their rooms. | “What do you think of that?” asked Joe, when he - and-Gorman were back in their room. | - “Jim Wilson’s a scare-baby,” returned Gorman. “If any other fellow had yelled like that I’d thought it a " joke to gét up a sensation. of such a thing.” “But I Saw someéthing here in this very room a while ago.” “Don't tell anybody that,”’ sneered Abe, as he again prepared to sleep. “They'll take you for a big chump.” . Gorman was a fellow who liked to sleep, and he declined to make any, further tail. During the remainder of the night all was quiet about the ac acemy ; CHAPTER VI. THINGS MISSING. se if “where’ s my Wael he ees . “How do I know?” returned Joe, as he’ bsittntesl bie shirt. “Where pats put it i Beecee §“No it isn’t. It’s gone. 5 . “Well, I think you'll find it if you look fan ih i ae 1 can't find it!” hicoiaconi Gorman, “T left it every night, It’s aie! now." . sell 3 nt ae you wae thane if rotur oO Id. w Ww atch? a sae one of m own, and— ) 'y mi a Leer. ee knife?” mt iho “It was s shor, Wilson would never think — : s See Savage! ” ‘said erat as Le were iii a needn't lam to me for’ tt” fine back WEEKLY. after washing his face and hands, as that was the best time to do so. Just now he had thrust his hand into his pocket for his knife, only to discover that it was gone. Gorman paid no attention to Joe, but continued to look around for his watch, a scowl on his face. Savage felt hastily through his pockets, then began to look around himselt. | “Seen my knife?» he demanded. 3 : “Nol” snapped Abe; “but I’d like to see my watch. It's mighty strange where that watch has disappeared to,” _Joe stood still, his hands in his pockets, thinking. | “I had that knife last night,” he muttered. “TI sharpened a pencil with it. I was sitting right there by the table.» I at it back into ny. pocket. Funny where it’s gone.” Then the two boys found fizemachyes staring sus- ‘piciously at each other. © “My watch is valuable,’» said Gorman. \ “My knife was a present from ied mother,” said Savage. “I thought everything of it.” ee “My watch was a present’ from my father. It was worth a neat little bit.’’ “TY ¢an’t help that. You'll find it~ . | “T don’t know about finding it. I had it last even- ing. I wound it up just the same as usual before going to bed. I remember very distinctly winding it.” “Well, your watch didn’t walk out of this room, did aT! | hg “How about your knife?” There was little satisfaction in these questions, and they suddenly realized that they would have to hustle if they were to be on hand at roll call, whereupon they hastily | completed preparations and scudded out of the room, both in a very bad temper. I know it is a good watch. > After roll call and morning service there were a a few moments before br eakfast. Savage came upon a group gathered about Gorman, who was telling of the mysterious disappearance of his watch. Just’ as s he came up , Jim Wilson joined the group. : “Lost your watch right out of your room } >” he said. “Well, I lost mine. last night, | so I’m in. the same sc ape.” ‘iy By ae? : ee, ¥) -“Perhaps your ghost tae: it, Jism,” aughed one of the group of lacigsien bs ty ade “Ghost: o4 ‘exclaimed ng - g ee vage ssid | someahing pbgut, a FOr, a3 woke ups “Why, ro idind it! i; i no eg a pl, > ee. Ly a foe) bint B his taste! Pye the night and found him standing in the middle of the floor, holding a lighted match over his head. He was white as a sheet.” “How about that, Savage?’ demanded several of the boys, who had noted the approach of Joe. Savage shrugged his shoulders. “T wasn’t going to say anything about it,” he de- clared; “but I did see something in our room last night.”’ Jim Wilson grew excited. “What was it like?’ he asked, si much to the amusement of some of the boys. ‘Was it tall and white, with long arms, and did it just seem to float along without making a sound?” “IT couldn’t see it very pee of thé bed. But it was white.” “Did it groan just awful?” “No; but it uttered a doleful sigh.” “My ghost groaned. Gosh! It made my hair stand right up. Then when the thing lifted its arm I just gave a yell. It vanished quick enough. I got out of the room. Don’t som how I got out there. It stood at the foot Don’t know how I opened the door. Perhaps it was open. I can’t say. Laugh, you: fellows! I don’t care! I tell you there was something in my room!” “ZT suppose you fellows know,” said a tall, solemn lad, “that a chap committed suicide here at the academy nce?” “No?” cried several. 4% “Sure thing,” throat. He was daffy.” nodded the tall fellow. strolled along in company with Dick Merriwell. “What a delightful way to kick the bucket! I ‘admire ?? “But was there a fellow who really committed sui- ae here?” ; “Ves,” nodded Dick Merriw ell. me about it. His name was Bolt. Weisel in was closed for a long time. “My brother told The room he killed Some of the 4 eetlivws used to sneak into it nights when they wanted a little racket. heing haunted; but, of course, that was bosh.” There was a story about the room “Was it?” said the tall fellow, in a queer way. “Perhaps it is the ghost of Cadet Bolt that is romp- ing around here once more,’ ’ suggested a mocking lad. uinting eyes. . 5 have found it a bad practice to think,” nt): His) “Dear me!” murmured Ted Smart, who had just “What do you think, Smart?” nests a boy with: Hh nid | TIP TOP WEEKLY. 13 Ted, evasively. “It is wearing on the gray matter, don’t you know.” But they observed jocular as ustial “This spook seems to be a collector of relics,” said Dick.' “He has collected something wherever he has appeared. br ush, then Gorman’s watch Wilson is also out a watch.” “Well, what do you think of it?’ blank question put to Dick. “It’s very remarkable,” confessed Merriwell. “Oh, there’s nothing in the ghost. stones of course! said a bullet-headed boy. “Perhaps there is,” said Dick. “What?” cried several, in surprise. “You don’t b eae ve it?’ said one. stock in spooks “T might not take stock in this one,’ admitted Dick, “if it were not that he has taken stock wherever he had visited. In other words, the fact that he has carried off some valuable articles leads me to believe in him.” : “But, SSE “Why “You don’t “T can’t see—— “You mean——” “Tt seems likely that somebody, or something, been prowling round this building,” Dick, cut- ting them all short. ‘There goes the breakfast bell.” ‘There was a general movement to form into ranks to march to the dining hall by classes, as was the cus- that Smart was not as lively and ; Savage lost a knife, and was the point- ” “You don’t take my , ” ” ” said tom, and the subject was dropped for the time being... —_—+ \CHAPTER VI, RATHER STRANGE T he mystery of the “spook” that had so suddenly ‘appeared at the academy grew with every night. Strange sounds were heatd in the corridors, sentinels were frightened, and little articles and thing's of vale’, continued to disappear from ‘the rooms of the cadets. “I ‘wonder if this yere spook has visited us, + eras Be said Brad Buckhart, one morning. Why ??” “My knife is gone now, The critter seems to take First he got away with Smart’s comb and asked Dick. — Pai ets to knives and such things asa. duck takes to water, : —_ 14 and so I thought maybe a had wandered in here appropriated my sticker.’ But Brad dismissed the matter with Fick, nothing more being said about it. The “spook” excitement continued to provide a topic pf interest for the boys, but the approach of the foot- ball game with the New Era A. A. finally surpassed it in interest. Various were the opinions expressed in regard to ee the probable outcome of the game with New Era. Some thought New Era would not be able to score, some thought she would make the game interesting, some even thought there was a chance for her to win; but the majority seemed inclined to the idea that Far- dale, thus far undefeated, would not fall me this team. When the tect came that the Trojan A. A., which had been defeated by Fardale, had not wenn New Ikra to score and had rolled up twenty-eight points, it seemed a settled thing that the cadets were to have an easy time of it. The members of the team grew overconfident, some- thing Dick warned them against. “Oh, we'll eat those galoots up!” declared F . “Perhaps so,” said Dick: “but we don’t want to be _ too sure of it. You know it is never possible to know just what to expect from one of these independent teams. They are full of tricks, and they are not over particular about their methods.” “Oh, if they are looking for rough house, they can find it! Remember what happened to the Trojans when they tried that sort of business.” Dick remembered that the Trojans had been bat- | tered into a state of amazed dx ecency. and Buckhart tC Chester Arlington’s: interest in the football team seemed very keen. He was out every day to watch practice, and he cheered and encouraged the boys. like a most loyal supporter of the eleven. He even went further than that. Darrell’s shoulder had been ‘in- jured, and Chester declared he knew, just how to mas- sage the muscles to bring it back into perfect condition. _. He peeled off his coat, to the surprise of all, and gave _ Hal’s shoulder a rubbing after practice each day And it was a fact that Darrell’s shoulder. impr ean amazingly beneath this treatment. Seeing which, some of the other fellows, who were bruised or lame, ventured to ask Chester to give them a little atten- “tion. . Ne Dick was not a little sur prised when Aclington con- ie pee TIP TOP WEEKLY. DP ae smile sare tae et pore off ‘the team id should : sented and seemed so intensely eager to have every man on the team in the finest possible condition: Buckhart looked on in deepest distrust. Leaving Arlington in the gym, working over Bradley, stripped of coat, vest and hat, and sweating handsomely, Brad followed Dick from the building and spoke to him/’as they walked ‘toward the barracks. “This yere Ches Arlington is puzzling me some, I admit. I can’t just make out his little game now.” “Then you think he’s up to some game?” asked Dick “Pard, he’s crooked. He's been against us ever BS since he found he couldn’t get onto the team. There e is no reason why he should flop now.” : Dick thought how Chester had been compelled to - humble himself and ask a favor. Was it possible Dae there had come a change of heart in the fellow ?” “I suppose you're right, Brad,” he said. “But I don’t see what harm he can do. He seems to be doing considerable good.” ? | “T wouldn’t let him put his paws on me if every oie bone in my body was outiof place and he could put | = » them all back!” exploded the Westerner. “Bradley’s just thick-headed chump enough to let him do it.” , 2 Ee En ee yo Se — In the meantime, Arlington had attended to Billy Bradley, who was the-last one to seek his attention, and had donned his coat and vest and found Hal Dar- rell waiting. Bradley departed, leaving Arlington © and oa rell together. ~ 4 “Wel , Arlington, old man,” said Darrell, with a » “I never thought you’d come down to its - Chester flushed a hie | “Come down to what?” he asked. “Rubbing: these fellows you consider so far beneath ae you. It is poe y } “T suppose so,” admitted Chester. “You have turned Good Samaritan” =~ ak “For my own benefit.” | | eee “For your benefit ?” “Exactly.” % “I fail to catch on. How for your benefit?” “I’ve got to get onto my feet somehow, Darrell. You know my dislike, for Merriwell has led me into betting heavily against Fardale, and I have age soaked we good and hard.” , \ bi “Yes, I know. Told you better.” — “I know you did, but every time I thought I a ra TiP TOP have been eager for Fardale to win. With him on it, I-hated him so much that I was more than eager for the other side to win.. Fardale secured victory after oe victory; but that simply made me all } dent that the tide must turn and she must lose. What’s - ult? I’m flat... Of course, I can get more , but really, old man, I’m ashamed to call for it.” ‘T hinking ofthe money Chester had lost and had squandered in foolish ways, Hal did not wonder that he was ashamed. Truly, it was astonishing that a boy of Chester’s years could have so much money to . fling about without thought or reason. py gee oe Phat’s | must get on my feet somehow.” | “T don't see how you expect’ to do it by-—— “This time I'll back Fardale,’’ aL OW hy, you can’t find any one to bet on New Era.” Beat ea Se AGO yes I Those New Era fellows have sent - gome chaps into town looking for bets.” |» “Why, great Scott! we downed the Trojans, and the Trojans buried New Era!’ “All the same, the sports who’ are-looking for bets seem confident that New Era will make Fardale look like thirty cents,” : . “But you say. you’re broke. to——”” a — “Pye raised money on everything I could hook. I’ve borrowed some. I want to borrow ten of you, Hal. lose. Will you let me have a sawbuck? . It’s my chance to get even, and I’m going to make the best ; pore te eo “Why, yes, 1 think I can squeeze ont a tenner,” - Darrell. “But you will be in up to your eyes if we ¢ happen ‘i ih any chance to drop this game.’ —. =... . - a aah the more confi- the res the explanation,” nodded Arlington. “I ” can} How are you going ae: o a ' an ll en aes said “Tf Fardale tos ses, I’ have to vege a clean breast to - mother and get her to put me on Easy street again. ne Fardale’s not going to lose. That’s one thing - I’m sure of. And I want every man in the best; pos- - sible condition. That's why I’m working so hard fs on the fellows who will let me polish them up. See?” BT ‘Hal saw, but still it seemed strange that Chester - Arlington, proud, haughty, independent, should do d what he was doing. . ; Sig etc a ne he’ following day was Friday. mn _ After practice Ar- “Tington ere Mee in th 3 ayn and gave his atten- You know I'll pay you if I lose, but I won't. ' where-—-—— et) gradual ly dressed and wandered out. A few were left when a little incident occurred that must be recorded. vain was working over Bradley. Sweating, he paused to pull out his handkerchief and 4 Arlington be wipe off his face. As he removed the handkerchief from his pocket a knife dropped to.the floor. He picked it wp and then paused, staring at it. Dick noticed this, and he: saw Chester stop and stare at: the knife. He also noted a frown on Arlington’s | expression, s face, a puzzled ex Dick showed interest. “Let mie see that ae Arlington,” he demanded. it. \ “Is this your knife?” asked Jike accusation in his voice and manner. Boe admitted Chester; “it is not.” 3ut it came out of your pocket ?” “It dropped to the floor when I took my becatices!: chief out. I never saw it before.” Dick st Ta ‘ Suddenly Chester surrendered Dick, with something Somehow In a ‘moment, rsistent gaze. ood looking straight at Chester. Arlington’s manner seemed truthful. however, he grew angry beneath Dick’s “What do you mean by staring at me oa way?” he demanded, hotly. “Do you think I’m lying?” “No,” said Dick, turning away and putting the knife in his silat: “I know the owner of this knife, and Pll give it to him.” Then he walked out. Chester started’ as if to. Ksbiow him, but gegen and turned back, saying’ to Bradley : “T think you’re all right now.” “FHere’s your knife, old man,” said Dick, as he handed the knife over to Buckhart in their room after supper. , et? e exclaimed the Texan. ‘‘Why,- why, ”” A “It is your knife, isn’t it?” : “Sure as shooting. But where did it come from?” | “T saw Chester Arlington pick it up from the floor — in the gym.” | “When ?”’ “To-day.” Brad looked surprised. ed “Why, it couldn’t have been there eévef since I lost : it,”’ he said, “Somebody would have found it “ae yt IR | a BSc “It seems that way,’ 1 Dick: and he ie did not ae os to! ) Brad : that th : a nr had a Hen 1 first from, ‘Ches- , in . Sai i “rainstorm, the weather becoming milder. Bi ORE TO witness the game. 16 Why Dick chose to.keep silent on this point he hardly knew.. He was mystified over the knife inci- dent. Chester Arlington did not seem like a fellow who would resort to petty robbery. Surely he would not steal an ordinary pearl-handled knife, worth per- haps three dollars, when he spent money lavishly? And yet Dick. had heard it hinted within a day or two that Chester was hard up, and that his parents had declined to advance more money for him to squan- der until a certain time had passed. Strange thoughts were flitting through Dick’s head. Placed in a desperate situation, would Chester be tempted to pilfer? The “spook,” the missing trin- kets and articles of value, these things Dick thought about. Then he wondered if there was not some way for him to solve the mystery and clear up the whole affair. But, in the meantime, the football game with New Era took his attention. ¢ CHAPTER VIII. A SLIPPERY TRICK. . New Era A. A. In this manner the two teams faced each other on that dark, wet, dreary Saturday afternoon. A snow- storm had been threatening, but it had turned to a It was not a downpour—just a weak, unpleasant drizzle. 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They wore some sort of feathery: -looking. ws ‘suits, and in the'rain those suits glistened strangely. sea did not resort to the practice of falling on the: ball in warming up, but passed the ball from hand to hand. and oe a ae Bae se They packed the seats re- There was not the usual large \ ‘4 Ears “ Captain Merriwell Sot AI INT pale? Lanse? cee a eas PAM ace arutahare will begin late now.’ ay WEEKLY. The Fardale team came jogging out in their well- worn suits. They went at the preliminary practice in the usual manner. Brad Buckhart squinted at the New Era players, a peculiar expression on his face. “Whatever sort of suits have they got on?’ he said, oe to Jolliby. “Ask me sus-sus-sus-something I cuc-cuc-can an- swer,” stuttered the tall boy. “This rain makes’ em shine like grease,’ “They’re a queer looking bunch.” The cadets had given their team a cheer on its ap- pearance. The band was not out. But the boys were prepared to sing and root in earnest. Dick Merriwell had looked the enemy over. One of the fellows attracted his attention. When he drew aside with the referee and the captain of the visiting team, he said: vaed “Captain Huckley, there is a man on your team whom I know to bea slugger, as well as a professional. His name is Porter. I have played baseball against him, and know what he is.’’ 3 * said Brad. “Porter?” said Huckley, not at all pleased, Kee think you must be mistaken about | is character. He’s all right.” 4 “Then he has changed greatly for the better,” said | Dick. “He has no great liking for me. I had some trouble with him once.’’ ; “Well, you can’t ask me to break up my team just. _ because you happened to have some trouble with one of the men on it.” “T don’t ask you to break the team up; but you may . find it a good plan to give Porter warning to play straight foothall.. Those fellows up there on , the seats won't stand for crooked work.” “That's all right,” came with a sneer from Eckley “We'll have a snap with your little team to-day, Cap- tain Merriwell. resorting to anything but the simplest ie of foot- ad “That remains to be demonstrated. i ag you may change your mind later.” “Time is paSsOEE | said a ‘neletiiee “We're ready,” announced Dicks grimly. coin. Mr. Huckley may call it,” oS Heads," iyi calls,” ’ announced the referee, cee = baie e There won't be any need of our — “The oe pee said Hutkley, as the coin’ ‘spun in the cae > hs » re wl he i : a 4 t he brought slipped from his grasp in the struggle. Spies 4 » _ and Sampson came through on the jump. igs that a oF squirmed and slipped away pene ¢ on for ten yards eA _ being stopped. ak TIP TOP There was not much wind, and Dick decided to kick off. So Fardale took the ball and the eastern goal to defend. Singleton kicked, but, in spite of the fact that there was no wind, the ball flew off to one side and went out of bounds. When it was brought back the big fel- ‘low took plenty of time and smashed it hard and fair. Up into the air and away sailed the ball. Over the muddy field raced Buckhart and Shannock. Sampson caught the ball. He made no attempt to return the kick, but leaped forward. Buckhart seemed to have the fellow foul. He tackled, but somehow he failed to hold the fellow, his hands slipping off in a most surprising way. Sampson dashed onward. Gardner fancied he saw his opportunity. He closed in on the runner and made a beautiful leap for a tackle. “He’s got him!” cried the cadets. But, although Gardner’s hands fell fairly on the ‘runner, he was unable to hold Sampson, who slipped away from him and still kept on. Darrell was the third man to tackle the runner, and him down, But/New Era had carried the ball back to her forty- yard line. “Whatever have those galoots got on?’ growled Buckhart, as he hurried to get into the line-up. “Why, I tackled the setlow all right, but he went out of my hands like grease.” ”n Gardner said nothing. He felt weeds over his failure to stop Sampson. here was plenty of confidence in the New Era- players as they lined up for the scrimmage. : There was a sudden signal, a single word spoken, ee the ball was snapped and passed to Sampson. _. The runner went straight into Fardale’s center, i whieh was the strongest Sais of the home team’s line. Those fellows in the shiny suits hit the line hard, It seemed dozen hands grabbed him, but he twisted and | Merxiwetl was in the scrimmage, and he made a startling discovery. 7 Oe aa he pa cane as they een to line. up although Sampson nearly. WEEKLY. 17 The leather suits, each suit made in one piece, were greased ! That explained how it was that the tacklers had been unable to hold the man who carried the ball even when they clutched him with their hands. That explained how Sampson had been able to slip through the center of Fardale’s line when many hands were placed upon him to restrain him. 3 If anything, the dampness added to the slippery con- dition of the leather suits, and the New Era players were like a lot of greased pigs. Merriwell was thunderstruck. Never had he heard of such a trick, and when the truth dawned upon him he felt completely nonplused. New Era gave Fardale little time for thought. had the cadets “going,” the work. 5 Again a word was spoken as a signal, and again the ball went to Sampson. There was a rush toward center, but Sampson circled to come around the right end. | . Dick dashed to meet the fellow. He doubted if-it would be possible to hold Sampson if he made a fair ‘tackle. Therefore, as Sampson came round the end Dick charged him at full speed, plunged into him heavily and bowled him over. The ball flew from Sampson’s hands. Dick had expected the shock, and he recovered in a most amazing manner. With a dive, he caught up the ball and leaped away. A New Era man grabbed for ima. He thrust out his hand, caught-the fellow under’the chin and pushed him off with a thrust that actually lifted him off his feet. Another came down on Dick, but Merriwell : was like a cat on his feet and dodged away. “I must do it!” thought Dick, as s he darted ‘eine the enemy ’s goal line. She and she meant to keep up ‘ They were after him. They sought to pen him in, He flew through them. The cadets rose on their seats and roared. “Go, Merriwell!” they shrieked. “Go on, ae well! Es Considering the condition of the field, viicietiie re the fact that ithe were pools of water and the ground re was wet and slippery, Dick's speed was SuSE O HE His dodging was even more surprising. ue _ It seemed that Dick was certain of petting through : | for a # touchdown. a i down from the seats and come pouring onto the field. 18 Austin cut down on him from one direction. Dick got past the visiting full-back. Then, with a clear field before him, he turned to make straight for the goal, The other players, spread out and strung out, were coming after him. In that moment, when success seemed certain, Dick slipped. He had kept his feet in turning, twisting and dodging, but now he slipped and came near going down. He was up and away again, but Austin was close upon him. “He'll make it!” “No he won't!” “Austin has him!” It was true that Austin had. made a beautiful tackle, catching Dick about the legs and bringing him down | so near the goal line that asiother bound would: have carried the ball over. Then the pursuing players came pouring down upon them. In the lead was Porter, New Era’s right end. Porter jumped into the air to come down on Dick with both feet, evidently hoping to ag Captain Mer- ~ riwell out of the game. _ As Porter jumped into the air Dick rolled to one " ide, seeking to break Austin’s hold on his legs, That saved him from serious injury. Porter struck him with one foot only, and then, as he reeled to fall, aT Brad Buckhart booted him with all the strength of a muscular leg, lifting him clean over the goal line, CHAPTER IX. ALL. ONE WAY. There was a thad roar of rage from the cadets wee had witnessed Porter's dastardly act. Another roar of satisfaction as a saw Buckhart. _ lift the fellow with a swinging kick. Then it seemed that those watching lads would rust _ “Hold them back!” cried Professor Broad, the ath- -— Jetic instructor and master of the gym. AY hirty or forty lads, many: of them wearing chev- fons, on their sleeyes, joined with Professor, Broad in Hy ets the excited witnesses. * y On the field it seemed. that a fight was fares temnatg: wey ¥ ee _ Some | ‘of the New Era r men wanted to Bere. Bucks TIP TOP WEEKLY. Era’s forwards slipped through Fardale’s line and had ( Hal before he could make an advance. | Down he “Hands slip as ne Ea “Tf that’s the kind of game A you want to play, you'll get all that is coming to you! You hear me shout!” Ree Captain Huckley restrained his men, oe clinched fists in the alr. “The whole thing was unintentional,” he said.) 9 “Not on my part,” promptly confessed Brad. #‘I . kicked the onery skunk, and I meant to do it, you bet! i He tried to stamp out my pard, and I’d shot him full of , holes if I'd had a gun!” From behind the ropes, where he was being held in check, Chester Arlington cried: “That's the stuff, Buckhart! Get at him again rs The excited cadets had been, checked, but they were ‘ standing, looking black enough as they glared through the rain at the mud-bespattered players, “Put him off the team!” . ne Somebody raised the cry, a dozen caught it up, it swelled louder and louder, it rose 'to a mad roar for the removal of Porter, “Put him off! Put him off! Put him off!” f ie qo “Are *you all right, asked Big ‘Bob “ 4 Sing! eton, who had pulled Merriwell to his feet. “All right,” assured Dick, squirming a litte lost a rib, but I’m all rig ght. rT iaabbaie Sp mectietln's ; captain?” “Nearly rs | “Porter jum ped you with both feet. you rolled just.as you did.” “Porter, eh?’ Where’s C palais Huc kley?” | hig “Here,” was the answer.. Fe Maia “You know what I said about that - low. re : “No use to fuss about him now,” said Huckley. “The umpire disqualified him. He’s out of the game.” It was lucky . This was true, and a substitute had vi called to aay take Porter’s place. . | | md tid ome The game went on, Fardale Hoste up swith the aN within two yards of New Era’s goal. | | | The ball was snapped and passed back to: ‘Darrell. In a most surprising manner, two or three of New went. tines tot A loss of three wapdat i pig Aes lito This was bad work. Gee Ay “Wold fast in the i ” urged Dice “Don't let them through like that!” 3 mh “Talk about eieated Jehiipg), arabe Hany | Dare. . is “Can't hold: thane : = ae TIP TOP : “Whatever sort of a game is this?’ growled Brad o Buckhart, in deepest disgust. “Are they allowed to 4 wear suits like that? Are they allowed to grease themselves so a fellow can’t get hold of them at all?’ The New Era players laughed in the faces of the Fardale lads. ad “There are some things about this game you chaps . do not know,” sneered Durban, who had taken Por- teas « ter's place. te, “We may be abe to teach you a trick or the game ends,” flung back Buckhart. wo before But Fardale could not seem to do much with these A: slippery fellows, and she failed to advance the ball, ie tailed in trying for a field goal, failed so dismally that ee. the watching cadets groaned with dismay. New Era took a turn at rushing the ball along the muddy field. She plowed into Fardale, and soon it seemed that the cadets had no show at all. Chester Arlington, his rain hat slouched over his face, was pale to the lips as he saw those greased play- H ers slip through Fardale’s line for steady gairis, saw i the ball carried along the muddy field toward Far- i dale’s goal, realizing in his heart that the home team was playing against a terrible handicap. “Just my luck!” he thought. “Here I’ve been bet- ting against Fardale and losing right along; to- -day I bet on her, and these duffers come along with a tri that makes our team look like a lot of dubs. I'm ie beaten again! Lord have mercy! the old lady wiill pa have to cough up now, and that’s a fact!” He groaned aloud when he thought of the dreadful condition financially that he would be in if Fardale lost that game. } If Fardale lost! There seemed no doubt about that, for New Era walked straight along to a touchdown and then kicked a goal. Fardale kicked off again. Nelson caught the ball and ran, slipping from the hands of three tacklers who a got hold of him fairly. © It was awful! Dick Merriwell brought Nelson down at last, but the ball was at the center of the field. — “Bub-bub-blame _ this greasy business!” chattered : Chip Jolliby, in deepest disgust. “There must be sus- _ some kuk- kind of a rule against it.” _ He was covered, with mud to the eves, presenting a. 4 cornical, as well as a wretched, spectacle. aoe don’ t like this kind of sas , doe t Be ‘now!” ‘ WEEKLY. 1g wailed Bi ful!” “Brace up!” squeaked Obediah Tubbs. “I wish to thutteration I could git some dry dirt on my hands, then I guess I could hold onto one of them ’tarnal critters.” : . Buckhart was blustering, but bluster did not amount to anything in this game. New Era had Fardale on the run, and she kept the work up. Again the ball was rushed down to Fardale’s line, the cadets being uilable to hold the greased players. This time, however, Austin failed to kick a goal. Dick talked to his men. | : “Hold ’em, fellows,” he urged—“hold ’em as well as you can this half. I have an idea. We'll get after them hard in the last half. They’re not our match We can down them handily on even terms.” Dick was satisfied from what he had seen of New iira’s playing that the team was not.a match for Far- dale on even terms. Had the suits of the visitors not been greased they could not have held their own with the cadets. Having arrived at this belief, Dick began to think swiftly, and an idea soon flashed through his head. So he urged his men to hold New Era down as well as possible in the first half, One a change in the final halt. The boys responded as well as they could under aia discouraging conditions. Covered with dirt and grease, they stuck their toes into’the mud and fought every inch of the ground. , But Néw Era pushed her advantage, and before the half ended she had made three touchdowns, failing, however, to kick but one goal. | And the whistle blew for the end of the half with the ball again less than seven yards away from Far- dale’s line. lly Bradley. “Hit’s hawful—simply haw- y yf CHAPTER X, GORMAN’S WATCH. Sympathizers with the cadets crowded about the gate as they passed out to trot over to the gym. “Too bad, fellows!” “Go for them next half!” a Basal “Don’t give-up!” = \ . Some of them shook hands sas the piyets as the latter passed ‘out, © ! ; at ou're all oes Copiatd 3 Merrie Oe 20 | TIP TOP WEEKLY. “We're betting on you yet!” Chester had been piivieed by Abe’s words, He left Dick laughed. His hand was grasped once or Bradley and stepp ed over. is} twice. He felt something left in his palm, Looking “What's the matter?” he asked. . ¥ | down, he discovered a folded bit of. are “Does this coat and vest belong to you?’ demanded eer As he trotted toward the gymnasium Dick unfolded Gorman. Ao eee i the paper. ee it he read, written with a lead pencil: “Sire thing,” nodded Arlington. iF pe ee “Well, will you explain how you paRpened to have : | “To solve e the mystery of the spook, look at Chester my watch in your ket ?”’ Arlington’s watch. Ask him to let you see it. As sk oe i 5 ig | H cele | Abe Gorman has he seen it before. A Frienp.” | Reg watch ?” of A i , . ¥¢S: | The writing was labored, as if the person who did OW yas? it had found it a great task, and the spelling was not “Here it is! I saw Merriwell take it from your correct. pocket. It s attached to this chain.” t : le Dick thrust the paper into a safe place and Kept. ie Arlington seemed th wunderstruck. Dick was watch- { to the gym. oe ing Chester closely, and he thought: uy i o are . a > e pi ary? + Chester Arlington was there. a had his coat “The fellow ig amazed, or he’s an’ excellent ache” ; sad taal Yaad ; SEC and vest off, his sleeves rolled up, ee was ready to “What sort of a joke is this ” Arlington demanded. : cs * £ es i se d i eac give attention to any one w ho nee led it. “Where is my Stel 2? A eae Dick seized Elmer Dow at the door of the gymna- ef dao’r fenow about your watch’ said Gorman, {dis sittm and said something to him in a low tone. ki - i Li ; gs ia coldly ; “but I do know that this watch, found in your. mo Have to go to the village for the stuff,” said El. ; mer pocket,"is my watch. I wish you to explain how it dat Le ae came there!” 5 ee “No,” declared Dick. “I bought a Jot to use on is ‘ Bs oe | Breast rainy days when we had to play ball.” : Chester had turned pale. Now the color nes. te an I ta sis) tace SRR ates hy Then he told Elmer where to find whatever it was ~~ feet ie 27? 2 7 Bradley’s stil der had bh Cid aggin, and your old 1 watch, Gormé ni he ¥ id, nies iH Ree Arlington was at work on him. “T\have not stopped to think much about it Pye | : kK f hr et Abe Gorman was once more tale; ing interest in the or it was stolen from my room, and I know it was sf é C Abi: gee ene eleven, and, as ne had managed the team, he was pres found in ce pocket.” . & Se ent in the gym.° ; Other fellows were gathering atound, Oi Se A i db Rate ; ; FY EW rea id ; “What time is it, Arlington? : asked Dick ‘of Ches- Cae grew indignant. Tad ter “Vd have you understand,” he said, fiercely, “that my father is D. Roscoe Arlington, and I do not have. to become a petty thief! I can have a dozen watches, peg. Look at my watch.” Chester seemed so busy that he scarcely realized if I need them, Somebody put that watch there to in- ‘jure me! Merriwell, you—you asked what time it who had asked to know the time. — | J “Don't know. There’s my coat and vest on that _Diek stepped over to the wail and took a watch fron was! I told you to look at my watch. You—you' Pe Chester’ s pocket. He had noted that Gorman. was. the one who took it out pf that pocket! You,” he al- inost s shouted—“you have put up this job on me P “Took here, Gorman ; % do Vv Iu know this watch: o? P In | 118 or ez at excitement, Chester seemed almost ready a Abe T looked at it, started, gave a jump and grabbed to hurl himself at Dick. eel ny . “Steady!” Aung back the: ‘captain of the eleven. “close at hand. In a.low tone, he said: eyes Do J bene? it?” he cried, exaitedly “ts taihe! “No fellow ever knew me to put up a dirty job on an- i Why, where did you , oe af tis a Rais ere. Li found that watch, in aoe ‘cates Arling: He stopped she ort, seeing that the watch was at-— MOM . . tached, to, a tof ss) that was hooked into the Neat bang: bean ‘Ready for the field!” ‘cried the time- keeper. Bye ' _ érybody hustle! Just time to get back i 4 : _ The ee ea harried foward the ¢ door, Dik eee o>” he asked, ai. Se » : | «with the others, leaving Gorman and Arlington to set- of tle the matter. | Eimer Dow: came panting into the gym. 4 “Got it?” asked Dick, anxiously. -For reply Dow thrust into Dick’s hands a large ‘| paper bag. Dick opened it quickly and peered within. | ‘The bag contained a glistening white powder. “That's the stuff!” exclaimed the captain of the a? eleven, exultantly. ‘Now we'll see if there is no way | of holding onto those greased New Era chaps!” ae And he hurried to overtake his men. ae ; CHAPTER XL ad THE MAGIC POWDER, ae When the Fardale team went onto the field for the - second half it was observed that across the breast of each man was a strange broad white streak. From a _ distance it looked like a broad chalkmark, wider than a man’s hand. | New Era was confident. She expected to use Far- _ dale worse in the second half than she had in the first. The shiny suits of the New Era men looked shinier es _ and more slippery than ever. pbs | The rain had stopped; but the field was a aeneisly Loe ‘spectacle. ; _ After the kick-off the two teams went at each other fm earnest. As they lined up for the scrimmage, the | Fardafe men were seen to rub their hands across their gS - ‘chests where the white streak could be seen. | When the crash came Fardale went into the enemy is with ginger, and New Era found difficulty in slipping | through after the fashion set earlier in the game. _ Somehow, for all of the greased suits, the Fardale lads i able to grasp the enemy artd cling to them. _ New Era was surprised by her first repulse, | The two teams lined up again. - Signal. Back went the ball to Sampson. he mam to make a gain in an emergency. OA revolving formation smashed into Fardale’s right pring, Sampson was shot out of it with the ball. Sut not until the cadets had begun in the most surpris- ai. g manner to yank the formation to pieces. me There seemed an opening between Bradley and Jol- _ liby, and through this Sampson tried to plunge. ) Ss Merriwell met him. Dick’s hands fell c on him. somewhat er He was ay TIP TOP WEEKLY. ing on it. Dick held the fellow fast and flung him backward. Kes ale closed in, and the rush was stopped. Era was not satis ished. What had hap- oe that she could not slip through the Fardale line afier the same fashion as ees. hetee Sti ‘] Yew Era Another line-up was followed by an attack on the left wing of Fardale’s line. Kinter and Shee ner shan sought v force Dare and Gard- But Dare and Gardner had rubbed their hands across that magic belt of white on their breasts, and they gripped Kinter and Shéehan with hands that did not slip. The others who sought to aid Kinter and Sheehan were baffled, and when Nelson took the ball through the line he was grappled and held. Down! apart. The cadets were roaring. They knew something had happened. They realized that the “greased pigs” were not having a snap, after the way of the first half. New Era was held for downs. The ball went to Fardale. z How the cadets on the seats did cheer! Pardale had new life. She went into New Era smiashingly. The ball was advanced—three yards, five yards, nine yards! dt New Era was amazed. They saw the cadets rub their hands across their bosoms and then tackle surely and firmly... What sort of magic was this? Fardale did not give up the ball. She walked stead- ily along the muddy field with it, playing hard, swift and handsomely. The ball, which was wet and slip- pery, stuck in the hands of those academy boys most surprisingly. | Not until F ardale had advanced to within five yards of the goal did she.lose the ball. Then it was lost on a fumble by Darrell, Sheehan coming through and fall- ‘But New Era was rattled. The visitors realized now that without the advantage of the greased suits they would not stand much show in the game. And ‘something had happened which seemed to rob those greased suits of their effectiveness. The muddy hands of the Farda le lads soon destroyed the whiteness of the line across their breasts; but one _or two of them seemed to be carrying a white powder, which was passed from hand to hand. Each of the . cadet players took a handful of this. powder and smeared it across his breast, partly ene the white ae 22 | TIP TOP New Era, in her excitement, started with an off-side play that set her back half the distance to the goal line. On the very next play there was holding in the line, and the ball went to Fardale. _ The cadets signalized their recovery of the ball by pushing it over for a touchdown at the very first at- tempt. Singleton kicked for a goal, but with the stopping of the rain a wind had risen, and he did not take it into consideration, with the result that the ball was de- flected so that it struck one of the uprights and bounded off. score: New Era, 16; Fardale, 5. Fardale’s chances looked desperate, but she was right in the game with vim and ginger at the next kick- off. Plainly she was playing to win, if such a thing was possible By this time New Era had fathomed the secret of Fardale’s success in seizing and holding the visiting players in the greased suits. It was resin—powdered resin! Dick Merriwell had sent Elmer Dow for a bag of the stuff, which he had used while pitching to handle a wet and slippery baseball. This powdered resin had been smeared across the breasts of the Fardale players, who rubbed their hands in it frequently, and thus were enabled to grasp and hold the greased visitors. Somehow Fardale’s success in meeting and spoil- ing the effectiveness of New Era’s trick seemed to take the heart out of the enemy. : Seeing this, the cadets played with renewed energy, and it was not long before the ball was again carried to New Era’s line and pushed over for a touchdown. This time Smart held the ball, and Dick did the kicking. Dick waited for the wind’to lull a little, and then he kicked with all the skill and judgment he could ’ command. The oval sailed straight over the center of the cross- bar. Score: New Era, 16; Fardale, tH Chester Arlington was shaking with | excitement. He had shouted until his voice was a husky whisper. “Keep it up!” he croaked. “One more touchdown! One more goal! We'll win!” But the time was. short, and, for all of her success, _Fardale’s chances seemed small: ie , Dick urged his men to: do their best, and they re-. _ $porided after the manner of true Fardale boys. ' Getting the ball, New Era attempted to keep it in WEEKLY. her possession and kill time, knowing that would en- able her to win. But Fardale was fierce, and a fumble gave Ted Smart | He dropped on 'the ball, with six or sever fellows on top of him. Fardale had the ball, though Smart was cartid from the field for the first time during the season, being re- placed by Toby Kane. Fardale went into the enemy with such fierce rushes that New Era was beaten backward yard by yard, fighting every foot of the distane standing now, 11S chance. Every spectator was for all under- stood what might happen. 4 Fardale could tie the score with a touchdown. With a touchdown and goal she could win the game. With Jess than a minute to play, Fardale was still nine yards from the goal. “A kick from the field!” cried somebody. “She’s going to try to tie the score!” ‘It seemed like a kick for a field goal, but the move- nent had been made to deceive New Era. The ball was passed to Dick, who went into New Era’s center directly behind Obediah Tubbs. The ‘fat boy walked in with his arms swinging, and he hurled players to the right and left. , Once before he had won a game by tearing a hole through center — at a critical point, and now he repeated the perform- He ripped up New Era’s center in splendid — ance. style, and through the opening went Dick Merriwell. ‘Right over him and pulling him down a second too late. It was a touchdown. The score was tied, and time was up! 3ut a touchdown made under the circumstances gives the team making’ it an opportunity to kick for. goal. So the ball was brought out. Dick Merriwell drove it over the cross-bar, winning the game by one point. CHE Gk Cone a CHAPTER XII. | cS TILE TRAP SPRUNG. | ) “Whatever are you doing, pard?” asked Brad ‘Buel. : hart, as he found Dick at work on the hinges of the : ‘ door to their room. “*Sh!” cautioned Dick. “Hey?. A trap?” “I said so | “Pm setting a trap,” the line shot Dick, Sampson ‘tackling — Darrell held it, and_ oy Bese = re “What for?” “A spook.” “What ?” The Texan was astonished. It was: three days after the game with New Era. | The mystery of the spook remained a mystery. ) Nor had Chester Arlington been able to explain how _ Abe Gorman’s watch happened to be found in his pocket. | x Chester was under a cloud. pe schoo! that he had spent money so freely that his reck- |. lessness had left him “broke.” It was known that “money had been refused him by his parents. ls hie that he had resorted to desperate measures to | “raise the wind.” He had pawned clothing and trink- ets to get money to bet.on the game between Fardale and New Era. Had New Era won his condition would have been worse than ever; but the victory of ‘} ‘the home team had eased the strain somewhat. . Arlington realized that he was suspected, but he carried his head high and proclaimed his innocence. -Buckhart became interested in Dick’s work. “What sort of a traf is it?” he asked. “Tam fixing the door so that it will swing to when- It was known at the ever it is opened.” _» “What of that?” ee am going to put an extra spring lock on it. Rs » Oh, I see; you're fixing it to keep the spook out.” “No; Tm fixing it to keep the spook in!” - “Hey? Great thorn spoon! What—what if—lI % don’t understand, anyhow.” | . ar li explain.” “Go ahead.” oS shall put the spring es on ia door, but it will ot be used in the Maptitoe. I shall fix it so that it se don’t or “Wait. When we go to bed at night I shall leave > regular lock on; but I have a method by which I ty the spring lock to work if the door is opened | closed daring 7” eee If M €; Spook takes a Ms: i our 900k is some fellow w wo has kes to IP TOP WEEKLY. ‘off your knife, It was. a3 fit the doors of a number of rooms. He can open the ordinary lock on this door, for he came here and carried which Chester Arlington afterward dropped.” éé Arlington is the s “Perhaps so. It seems that way. I did not teil you that, after the New Era game, while the crowd was pawing me over, another note was thrust into’ my hands, did I?” “No.” “Well, that was gehas Dee Of . course, I couldn't tell who pt it there.’ “What did it say? “Tt said ‘Search Chester Arlington’s room and see what you will find if you wish to clear mystery of the spook.’ ”’ “Great tarantulas! “T waited. Smee have been returned to them in a mysteri- And you—what did you do?” then several articles stolen from fellows here ous way.” “Which dic i ; makes you think-—-what?” “Arlington returned them. Perhaps he became frightened. Perhaps he felt that he didn’t need them any longer after Fardale defeated New Era and he won his bets.” ot “He’s a skunk, pard! I reckon he’s a regular klep- tomaniac.”” “But the robberies have, started up again. I want -you to help me spread the report that we think jt strange we have not been robbed of anything valuable. I want you to say that we don’t take much stock in it, around every night that are Get the I want the spook to visit us.” Pa Marais Re, This plan was carried out by them, and two nights as we leave things lying worth taking. I will say the same things. fellows to repeating it. “T see, pard,” nodded Brad. later the “spook” paid them a visit. Dick it was who heard him moving with a rustling ‘toom. As Merriw ell sat up the spook went rustling toward the door. Dick jumped out of bed and Saw a white form at the door.: “Hey, Brad " he shouted. eM eve wot him! Come on a sound in the 1 24 The Texan rose, uttering a snort. The white object seemed trying to open the door, but it. resisted his efforts. “No use,” declared Dick, triumphantly: “The trap is sprung, and you are caught!” He adva low nced on the spook, who turned, uttering a Dick upli clutched a very real wrist, held snarl, saw an ifted. hand, dodged, fast and closed with the fellow. ; “Light up, Brad ” he 3suckhart struck a match and lig! cried. ited the The spook fought desperately, and Buckhart lamp. has- tened to aid Dick to subdue ,him. They: smashed against the furniture and walls, overturning chairs and making a great racket. The noise aroused others, and there came a heavy knocking at their door, while many voices demanded admittance. “We’ve—roused—the whole—'cademy!” panted ‘Buckhart. ‘ “All right,” panted Dick, as he spook and they all came crashing to the floor. He was skillfully tripped the They pinnéd him down and subdued him. covered by a sheet. | Having secured the fellow, Dick directed that.the door be opened, and Buckhart opened it. 7 Into the room came a dozen c adets. ce eae are! ] “What is it?” was the general question. me!” said’ Ted Smart. “How quiet you can’t sleep, it is so stiil!’” _ “It is the spook!” triumphantly said Dick. “Take a look at him for us. He tried to stick me with that knife there on the, floor.” A fellow witha sheet over him!” grunted Bob Sin- gleton. Dick ° tore the sh eet off and got up, per rmitting the captive to rise. cote’, Gee ~ Miguel Bunol stood Segui tiverti The spook was unmasked at ak ee , : hash will be settled i in the morning.’ Z _ Bano. looked = same with intense hatred. TIP TOP WEEKL vs We captured him, but he made it lively of the most startling wrestling matches ever put up, “To the guard house w ith nee ” cried Dick. OFS 8 E. “Fool!’’ he hissed. “I give you chance to déstroy i P your worst enemy and you doit not! You hate him; i I hate’ him. I want you to disgrace him, but-I do not a understand that you be such a fool.” % hen he was marched away. . * 2k 2k * x 2 * Bunol was expelled and turned out of the school in disgrace. ‘He tried to strike Arlington before leaving by seeking an opportunity to tell things against him, ; r but no one would listen to him, and his revenge failed. | . } Chester’ Arii oe He brand him a thief, and he realized that it was Dick Merriwell Yet held hatred and jealousy for Dick. ngton breathed easier when Bunol was gone. knew the young Spaniard had tried to 1 who had saved him from that disgrace. he gave Dick no thanks. In his heart he still ig THE END. ; i. i Tho Next Numbor Ere) Will Contain : DICK MERRIWELL’S VIM; | OR, rod ’ . The Greatest Game of All. fee — Well, well, well! How are we all this fine morning? 3 Ba You have just finished Tip Top 348, and wasn’t it an A oy iO. K. story? Don’t make any mistaké, we vays tell exactly what is so in these announcements, Vee » ei recall what we said about this story? ‘You found ‘ : y it true to the letter, and now you're up on your toes. ie ft to hear what we’ve got to say. about Tip Top 349. ; ce Here it is in a word; “Superfine! "In it you will read a about one of the greatest class fights evet waged, one “i t and one of the fiercest, fastest football games that ever came across iy striped ate ee 1s a ey for you, the world over. ig because the column appears in what isyuniversally ad- ‘registered letter, bank check or Graft, “proper 4 TIP.TOP:: WEE er oor Se mm a SA Te Si, rit Y vi BLY. ) forthe ican Youth _... tT x NEW YORK, Decémber 13 ‘ian Terms to Tip Top Weekly Mail Subscribers, (PostTaGE FREB.) Single Copies or Back Numbers, Sc. 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It has been truly said that the Applause Column is read The first reason for this vast popularity ‘mitted to be. the king of all published weeklies, ‘The Winner of the Grand Prize at the Paris World’s Fair, TDP TOP WEEKLY. $e : By e , But the second reason is just as important and cogent, E eg: Pe be anxious to win o to do is to follow these directions : ‘of ae ne grade. namely, the high excellence of the oy written by our readers, which appear in this column. Indeéd, these let- ters have been so highly praised that Street & Smith, always anxious to serve and benefit their great public, have decided to offer twelve valuable prizes for the twelve best letters received from Tip Top readers in the next six ' These twelve prizes will be TWELVE GOLD FOUNT AIN: PENS all our ambitious young letter writers will sy you have Now, thei one of these fine prizes. Write a letter to Tip Top Weekly, discussing any fea- ture of the famous publication, its characters, plots, ath- etics, contests, tournaments or anything that impresses. you especially ; then write across the top ot it “Prize Let- er,” and send it to ‘Street & Smith. So that the!contest “nay be absolutely fair, the readers of Tip Top are to act s judges, and the letters which receive the greatest num-_ ber of votes will be awarded the prizes. Come on now, and girls! Show us which one of all our young alrespeares are the best letter writers, : i | cheered his triumphs, regretted his defeat te hated his enemies. IKLY. APPLAUSE. PRIZE LETTER NO. 20. # Not having seen many letters from Portsmouth, Va., in the Applause Coiumn of the Tip Top, I thought I would write and ee you that the boys here think it is the best weekly published. Standish is certainly a fine author, and the publishers of the Tie Top Weekly ought to congratulate themselves upon securing him as the author of this fine weekly, as I don’t think they could have gotten a better one. When Dick Merriwell was first brought before the pu blic I knew right then that there was going to be “something doing” ere long, and hasn’t there been? Well, I should smile if there hasn’t. J look forward with great pleas- ure, as | suppose do all Tip Top readers, to the time when Dick enters Yale. The way he will fan Harvard batters will be a caution I should hope that Brad Buckhart goes there, too, to catch for Dick. Won't that be a battery that will equal Frank and Bart? Well, I must say good-by, with best wishes to author and publishers, Grover C. WricuHrT. pore Va. Somebody else loo They are very flattersng ones, too. dress, king for a prize gives his views on Tip Top, Please send your street ad- PRIZE LETTER NO. 27. I Hurrah for Frank and brother Dick, They are the ideals without no kick; In moral character and ideal way, Better boys cannot be found I dare to say, And Rattles our stuttering monologue, ‘ Convulses you with laughter at his funny dialogue. 2 Bruce Browing, our lazy friend, Our party must arent: And Ephraim Gallup, well, I'll be darn’ Wishes he was to hum down on the farm, Jack Diamond, a Southern lad, I don’t think would ever become -bad. f 3. Obediah is the boy for me, At eating pies is a corker as you may see, Then there is Inza, noble and-grand, With Frank and all the boys will take her stand. Next comes golden-haired Elsie, the girl for Bart, ° Who has a loving little heart, 4. Tip Top is the standard of all publications, Read by the boys of all our nations, Clean in moral reading line Its plots are exceedingly fine; It’s like some of our good men, ! Its goodness has no end. — RES: L. CAmppgrr. Fremont, Neb. A contestant, who comes out in strong terms “for Tip Top in verse.. Who can beat this? The competition is becoming very keen. ; PRIZE LETTER NO. 29. Six long years ago Tip Top first came into. my ida. and I made the acquaintance of a jolly, handsome and whole-souled cadet of the Fardale Military Academy. At first glance you could. tell that he had something far above the ordinary in him, and at_ Fardale he made a record unsurpassed. At Yale he made the same. The readers of Tip Top followed him in all his career, loved his friends, im. They made him Many tried to emulate He became of their ideal, and were the better for so doing. great influence to a ‘and a er cagerly +usire more news of 26 «hee OF him. He was honorable and upright in all things ; he never fought in an uhderhand manner. Honor was ‘as précious to. him as gold. His sense of justice enabled him, to settle disputes when others had failed. His magnificent development’ made him the athletic idol of Yale, for whom he won the greatest victories in her record. Under his guidance and leadership every form of ath- letics prospered. Who could but love him? Very. few, and some of these few afterward became his friends. He graduated wit all honor from the college in New Haven. His thoughts turned to other chee He became engaged, and then lived for some time in the town that he loved, Fardale. Baseball again appealed to him, and once more his skill and. determination brought victory to ‘the team which he ¢aptained. ‘Why should not all.admire and honor him? Why should not all/ try to emulate him? There is only one Frank Merriweli—only one ideal. Long may he live! Brooklyn. Eric H. PALME A fine letter with Frank Merriwell as the uBifition. i Fibs ject well worthy of enthusiasm. How many votes will this draw? draw? PRIZE LETTER NO. 20. I saw through your noble paper, Tip, Top, that you have of- ‘fered prizes for the best letter. Well, lip Top is always spring- ing a new surprise on its readers. There is no place to be found where a better paper than Tip Top is published. It contains more moral and hygienic principles than I, or anybody,.ever read. If every boy and girl would live up to the things brought out, the rising generation would surpass all preceding ones in moral, phys sical and mental perfection. Burt L. Standish, in my esteem, and I know in all others who read his work, is ranked among the highest writers, and even surpasses them. Prof. Fourmen is a perfect trainer. I have read his works and I think they. are perfect. I think Burt Standish has done:priceless good in bring- ing out his ideas in the characters of Frank and Dick Merriwell, d Bart Hodge, Prof. Fourmen has done inestimable good in tis physical culture writings. Street & Smith have done more 1 good as publishers than any good men. They have employed men such as Mr. Standish and Prof. Fourmen, and have con- tributed beonas to be competed for by marily playing. .I will close with best wishes to Tip“Top, Mr. Standish and Prof. Four- nicn. Vircit Bruscyt, Jr. San Diego, Cal, ‘nother good letter.. “This contest has ‘brought many’ fine writers td the front. Sort are’ unanimous in their views on Tip Yep. Let all the readers be of the same spirit in selecting the candidate for the prize. The best must win it. PRIZE LETTER NO! 30. life of that peer of all publications, the Tip Top. Weekly. par may it continue on its chosen path, and be the guiding star, leading young America to. the pinnacle of health and hanpiness. - What the Tip Top: Weekly has already: done for the American youth, through its athletic tournaments, that youth alone will be able to tell, with advancing years. It has been the meatis of his training his muscles systematically. It “has inspired hini with the spirit of honest conquest, thus laying the foundation of a good ‘and useful career, and good, ripe old age. Not till then will he realize what constitutes, good health. But when he sees men, younger than he is, trotting to the ever-ready grave, then will. he join me in the cry: Long life to the Tip Top Weekly; may-it ever prove the balsam of health and happiness. Ann apolis; Md. G. Wirt Carers. A great letter, telling of the good work Tip Top is doing for the American boys. Who ¢an say anything more any better than this admirer? Please send you street address. Hiere’s to the long \>1 PRIZE LETTER NO. 31. I have long wished to write a letter for the Applause Catan but I have never done so. Now you have offered a prize I must sitive for one. Ihave read all the numbers of Tip op Weekly, from 1 o 938. 1 think that 1 am one of the lucky ones. First, I must praise the author. I think Burt L. Standish is the best; the way he works the stories up is amazing. J shall be sorry when they are no more, which I hope is a long time yet. Let vs al! hope, so. I used to read others, bat now I read Tip Top only, for it ie the boss of them all, It is the only weekly for the youtla » EEKLY. of America, and my admiration of Dick Merriwell is bestowed on what a fair, upright American youth can be. Time and time again Mr. Standish has proved that he is the. greatest novel writer in the world, Who will say to me, No? He surely is great in the portrayal of characters like Hans, dare Brad, Rat- tleton, Barney, Ephraim, Gunn, Bart and Frank. Last, but not least, Dick. Thanking Mr, Standish and Street & Smith for pleasures received, I will say Tip Top forever. Providence, R. I, REUBEN ORANGE, One more looking for a prize. How many votes will he get? I have just finished reading No. 341 of Tip Top Weekly, and happened to glance over some of the testimonials in the back of it, and seeing opinions from people of so many different occupa- tions, I thought I would like to give you mine. I am a soldier in the. Guard of Pennsylvania, and I never appreciated it more than I, do now since I am in the service... have. read many novels, but I think Tip Top contains-the best ail, around good literature of any that I ever read.. Yours, Roy B. Kerrsz. Co. D, Tenth Regt., Infantry, Second Brigade, N. G., -Pa., Shamolz in, Pa. Many thanks for your praises of Tip Top. You give the general verdict when you gay it is the best weekly published. I have read nearly all the Tip Tops published and think it the best paper of its kind. I liked the journeys of Frank in foreign lands best./ My five favorite Tip Tops are: Frank Merriwell in New York, ie Merriwell in France, Frank ° Merriwell’s Backer, Frank’ Merriwell on the Desert, and Frank Metriwell’s Sport. vill iid kindly send me the fifty football posters as we are organizing a team around. here. - The name is the Mt. Morris i’, C. Hoping I have not annoyed you by this wretched letter, I remain, your délightful reader, JULIAN BLuM. New York City. Annoyed us, no; most decidedly no. Glad to hear from you, and write again. The posters have been sent as you requested. I have read the Tip Top Weekly for two years, and it is cer- tainly the best ever. I thought Frank and his “Flock” were great, but Dick and his chums are almost a little bit better. I would like to hear something about, Dick Starbright and his litti¢ sweetheart, also Winnie and Buck. In fact, I would suggest a reunion of all the members of the flock. I think Doris is the girl for Dick, and I hope he will not fall in love with June Arlington. Her brother 1s certainly the limit. I must not forget to mention how much I admire Buck,, Hal, Ted Smart and Obediah. Hoping to see this in print, I remain forever, A Tre Top ApMIRER. Many thanks for your enthusiastic praise of Tip Top.. Dick’s love affairs seem to create the greatest interest in all his friends, which is but natural, when everything which concerns, our young hero is in question. I have read so many Tip Tops that I thought it was about time for me to write. My opinion of Tip Top is that it is the best boys’ weekly ever published, and will always have that record if they keep on with these kind of stories. i wish Mr; Standish luck, also all of Dick’s friends. 1 will close now, hoping I will see this in print. -ANK ZUNDT. Brooklyn, N. Y. Glad to hear from you, and your views on Tip Top. thanks. Many Having just finished the last edition of the Tip Top I thought I would write and tell you how much the book 1s appreciated by me, and other club members, who read it each week as soon as it comes out. By way of comparison I will say that we also have many others in our library, hut none that can come within a mile of Tip Top. I would also wish to know which number it is that contains. the he Ashi of Bart Hodge to Elsie. I will look for the answer 7; the Applause Column of the Tip Top in the near future. Again hoping to hear of all the old characters of this, “Best Boys’ Book of America,” and with good luck to Burt. L. and Street & Smith, I am always a Merriwell admirer, « FRANK Wenrwoars, | Pittsburg, Pa. It ia most gra which Tip Top rth on all sides, j @ cals t to hear of the interest and enthusiasm ae SP FOOT ~ | ALL AMERICAN [q@ ! TOURNAMENT r Tht eo eeaes. OF THE GREAT y ALL AMERICAN TOURNAMENT ae AND OTHER FOOTBALL FE nee Sere on WILL BE FOUND EVERY WEEK IN . TIP TOP WEEKLY 550 Regulation Rugby Footballs See e Awarded as Prizes @@o@2O @ @ Te eats ‘ THE GREATEST PRIZE OFFER EVER MADE! NY " — |. Cyclops (Chicago), —; Maplewood Tigers (Chicago), —. Ww Cyclops—Wm. Embdey, :. e5 Peter Hanson, r. t.; F. Oster- a.) sSOhoilm, cr: g.; F. Horan (capt.), c.; C: Selikeun, 1. g.; A. McFagan, cae Lt; Alger Aiken (mer.), 1, Wm. Wagner, q.; A. Leahman, hb; LD. Hiller, th. b.; Frente] Lung, f. b. Maplewood Tigers — (No fine up given.) | ; Cornell, Jrs. (Gloucester, Mass.), 28; Lookouts (Gloucester, M: iss. J 5. Cornell, Jrs.—C. Goldthwaite, 7S Quinn, tf. ¢. 5). Healy, ¢.; FE. Ross, 1. g.3 eee ey Carr, 0.5 Es Oakes, thi b. : F, thwaite, f. b. Manager— G. Goldthwaite. : z ; & roan i i ; H. Hansen, r. g.; J. Cahill, c.; B, Hansen, J. Grey, 1. Kk Kiley, 1. e.; S. Foley, q.;'F. Chandeler, £ Au W. TONERS Si ke he be: el Gahon, f. b. Manager-—-W. i iss. 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Victor Smith, e Be ; Clifford neo as “Tom Kimbro, 1. g.; Harry Ewing, ! Porter Sims, }. c.; Garr Moseley, q.; Barnett B. Sun iderman, Tne Bs oe Ross, | I, t.3 J. Keaton, Sargent, |. h. the? - G. Gold- ; Campbell, 1. g.; Butler, 1. $3 Ca iat e.3 i q.; Car- ll, r. i. b.; Biederman, |. h. b.; Kine. (capt.), ib. BO. she burn (ca apt.), f,c.3, Pitt, ts ’Grovo, te McNeil, Toner, ¢; i Cleary, ih Bi * ‘lood, Lt; Cee Ellam, Young, | 1. ity WL She FOLLOWING ARE THE SCORES FOR THE WEEH: ' Harris, Lookout s+W. Furniss, . y Settle, £.. hd. 5 Merscr Chelf, 1. h. b.; Sam Adams, f. b. Mana- ger-- Little. Captain—Moseley. Ogden—Jim Brings, re. 7 Bur- ton, r, t.; Duncan, r. &.; Cogswell, c.; Claggett, T ; Smith, | Tonry Settle i @a3 Cooper Smith, q.; Lewis: veers th 5: exteas ander 1. h. b.; Potter, f, b.. Manager-—Briggs. Marshall (St. Louis), 35; 2 O. A, 0. - Marshall—Winston, re; Darwin, » Ward, ; Collins, Ww ww q.; Liston, Childs, r. h. b.; Dunn, Ll. h. b.; Kane, f. b. Mana; ger—Biederman. 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White Stars (Newark, O.), 6; Red Stars (Newark, O.), 0 White Stars—(Regular team.) Red Stars—Fred, ti ee Frank ie ee r; tots Jake , r. g.3 Pete Winter, c.; Fred. Fitreral, i. .g.: John Cily, 1. t.; Romeo Cily, le oF ack City, 'd.3 Bud Patron feat BS Stanley Slater, 1. h. b.; Taller Wood+ ward, f. b. Hillwood A. C. (Providence, R. I.), 20; Reece Avenue (Provi- dence, R. i}; 0. a Hilhwood—Palumbo, r. e.; Baacke, r. t.; Gardner, r. g.; Lipp- man, ¢@.; Swanson, |. g.; Horton, 1. t.; Cushing, 1. on caren i Je ley, r.h.b.; Hurley, ih. b.; Sherw ood, f.b. Fenner ay nan Kelley, r. &3 Reynolds, rt Gears, r. g.; Barsworth, c.; ; Martin, 1. g.; Leroy. lt.;. Conroy, 1 ¢.; Toots, q.; Kelley, the Gari- gan, I. h. b.; Pavlin, f. b, Elmwood (Chicago, lil.), 36: Elinwood—F. O’Connell, r. e. Black Tigers (Chicago, Til.), ©. ; B. Spillard, r. t.; J. Moran, r git J. Brown, ¢.; E. Wilson, l. g.; fF. Eighme, |. t.; Ee Crowe, l. @3 E. Fargo, q.;_S. Greenhut, r, h. b.; J. Lamkin, lh. b.; B. Wilson, f. be oes Tigers—R. Trilby, Pe ts ee r. Les T. Dun- ban. is See a SuEnge, ec; C. Dunlap, 1. g.; W. Butterworth, 1. ae R. 7 . e.; T. Robinson, q.; F. Staton r. h. b.; T. Gil- | el Shoultz, f. b. Manager—Earl Fargo. Bluebell (Philadelphia), 0; Richman (Philadelphia), rz. Bluebell—Jones, r. e. : Teropey, r. ta Ht r..g; Maron, a; lg aie g.; Houder, r. t.; Guftey, 1 e.; Graves, q.; Bowker, Ag ; Melves, lh. b.; Copsey b. noire Smith, re is Brean, 2 John. Roney, r. g.; John he oink 23 Willie Ta Bi ; Frank Dee: ‘ bi Trae Q’ aie, gine a “4 23 Bobby Jackson, r .h. b.; Stanley Tunney, L h. b.; John Gorman, fb. Manager—John Gorman. Warriors (Manchester, N. wa 18; Orients (Manchester, N. My}, Warriorse—Hi 7 Yr. @.3 ea r. t.; Rochford, r. g.; Arnold, e; Fishstinger, McArdle, 1. t; Connelly, l. e.; Gillhooley, q.; Haley, r. h, b.; | Stanton, l. h, b.§ O'Donnell, f. b. Orients— Burns, Fe Gis Sweeney, r. 3. Danl ey, oS Clark, c.; Gilliskey, 1. g.; Corridon, Es aie, 1 s ; Baxter, ‘Cramer, r. h, b.; Jen- kina, Le Bis Parsons, $.'B; Manager— XE. Stanton. Warriors Pitinthstet: N aed pe? one Eagles (Manchestér, N,) EL), Warriors—(Regular sae: sate _Eagles—Foster, $s praeee r,t.; McCarthy, r. g.; Shaw,'¢.3 Mahoney, |. g.; Pierce, Simking, 1. ¢.; Connors, q.; Fisher, recht Marston, lh. b. ; icaas, f. b. nore Baton, Mfueriors (Manchester, N> H.), 22; Rough Riders (Manchester, N. H.), © Warriors— (Regular team. ) Rough Riders—-Andrews, r. ¢.; Dickson, r. t.; Gillis, r. g.; Turner, c,; Hanson, 1. g.; Fletcher, 1. t.; Shirley, 1. c. ; Watts, q.; Newton, rh. b.; Davis, lL. h. b.; Kim- ball, f, b. Manager—M. Stanton. Warriors (Manchester, N. H. s 5; Raymond A. C. (Manchester, N. H.), @. Warriors—(Regular team.) Raymond A. C.—Chase, re; pact t: 3 Stark, r. g.; Bailey, c.; Stewart, 1 Lei Bichford, 1. : Goodman, 1: «.; Plummer, q.; Bushey, r. h. b rter, 1. h. b.; eae. f, b. "Manager—M. Stanton. Werriors (Manchester, N. me 34; Picked Team (Manchester, phe) oe Warriors—(Regular team.) Picked Team—Skinner, r. e; Damery, r. t.; O’Brien, r. g.;, Gage, c.; Stewart, 1. g.; Eastman, ‘ t.; Stevens, 1. e.; Southworth, q.3 Riley, r. h. b.; McCabe, lL. h. *yembly, f. b. Manager--M. Stanton. Warriors (Manchester, N. cre ), 11; Wildcats (Manchester, N. Warriors—(Regular team.) Wildcats Morrison, r.e«; Car- ney, ©. t.5 eee r. g.; McDonald, c.; Smith, |. g.; Weathers, Leta Torraman, e.; Sutton, g.; Donnelly, sy de 3 ay Barty, Lotte tet C Barrys D. Manager——M. Stanton. Bulldogs (Western av enue), 10; Erokoy (Twelfth street), © Bulldogs—-Fred. Folke, r.-e. - John Anderson, r. t.; Harry Han- gon, r. g.; Fred Belkie, c. : George Rossmoss, 1. g.; J. H. Wells, hi Bill "Jones, ben; ‘Arthur Pose, q.;. Joe Dubraskey, dts y's A. P. Hauschild, 1. h. b.; Arthur Belfonse,: f. b. | Manager—Ar- thur Pose. Erokoy—Tuelear, r. ¢.; Hemley, r. t.; Fernkamp, r ge; C. Austin, c.; Detman, |. g.; Duning, 1. t.; Gibert, le; Ste vens, q.; H. Hilman, Ti) We Bs ‘ Dinsie, 1. h, b, ; A. Austin, f. b. Manager—J. H. Kilun. Bulldogs, §; West End Bulldogs—(Regular team. ) " Awest End-—Risley, r. «3; Hogartel, t.; Morton, r. g.; Collins, c.; Page, l. g.; Groset, 1 ti: Frokey, if C5 Jensen, q.; Daiveson, fi ny Bis Everson, L h. b.; McKee, fb. Manager—F. Daily. Resolute A. C. (N. Y. City), 21 ; West End, Jrs.:(N. Y. City), @ Resolute—W ilson, .r.. ¢. ; euther, r, t.; Edwards, r. g.; Oakes, c.; Heath, |. g.; Bonay, lt; Brendan, l. e.; Block, q.; Poser, 7 DS Bell, Lh b.; Diaz, £. b. Se rae Block. Lin- coln—Delvin, T.Gx3 Hasbrouck, 3 “Rose, r. g.; Wagner, c; Nuger, 1. g.; Stanton, a Reid, ties Steinheart, q.; Alber, r, h. b.; Riverre, l. h, b.; Burns, f. b. Manager—Burns. Resolute A. C. (N. Y. City), 17; Bradley Co. (N. Y. City), e Resolute— (Regular team.) Bradley Co.—Kane, r. ¢.;’ Murphy, , t.3 Turner, r. g.; Christman, c.; Gobel, 1. g.; Blanchard, L 74 hitman, le. : Jelley (capt.), g.; Burns, r. h. b.; Harrison, Lh. by; McDonald, € b. Manager—A. Harrison. Meiclute A. C. (N. Y, City), 6; Sterling F.C. ( ersey City), e Resolute—-(Regular team.) Sterling F.) C—O’Hara, r. ¢; eirce, r. t.; Slocum, r. fj i coe G3 ° Leary, l. g.; Henderson, t; McCormack, ees lins, q.; H. Collins, r, h. b.; Fried- mRtaclat uae A wer base eae 0 City) ute ity tonians oo ity), a sein te i Sy team.) / Wet Ba —Cohen, fr. @; ven r. g.; Benneix, ¢; cance 1 gis Reuther, OC pee & Hannigan, r. kh, b.s Brown, L b. b; fb. Manager—S. Andrews, TIP TOP WEEKLY. Resolute A. C (N. Y. City) Meltonions (Jersey City), o. Resolute— (Regular team. t Siitemiaten Biel ens, T. 5 Wil- BE r. t.; Calhoun, -r. g.; Boyle, c.; Robbing |. Dunham, L Munser, lL. ¢.; McCall, q.; Edwards, r. h. b.; Ro iman, fos b.; Liopold (capt.), £. b. Manager—F. Nethercott. Resolute A. C. (N. Y. City), 33; Yale, Jr. (Whitestone, L. I.), @ Resolute A. C.—(Regular team.) ale, Jr.—Levinsky, r, 4; Samuels, r. t.; De Meschelle, r. g.; Sacks, c.; Brady, |. g.; Nev- ins, I, t,; Hirsch, l. e.; Carter, q.; Heglemen, r. h. b.; esecr 1, h. b.; O'Connor, f.b. Manager—M. Cohen. oe (Brunswick, Me.), 28; Hillsdale (Hillsdale, Me), © Brunswick—Fessler, r. ¢.; Kaylor, r. ti; Shideler, r. g.; Krull, c.; Woodbridge, }. g.; Cooper, 1. t.; Steele, 1..e.; McCrea, q.; Davis, r. h. b.; Hamlet, 1. h. b.; Bonham, f. b. Hillsdale—Tan- tuns; re¢.; Scoby, rT. &; Crawford, T. &5 Hoehrer, c.; Rushton, 1. es Combs, Rhode, 1. t.; Jamison, I. ¢ - Flanagan, a: aorlif, er by; oHhurléy;* 1) bh. b.; Bruce, f. b,. Asgistant Manager-—Peck. Bednicwiale (Binasiake Me.), 116 Allen Range (Allen Range, Me.), ©. Brunswick—( Regular team.) Allen Range— Wright, hy ys es Hts Leopold, r. g.; Whiting, c.; Sayler, |. g.; Parcels, 1. - Fendig, 1. e.; Yeoman, q.; Harmon, r. h: bey Healey, 1. h. b.; Chin, Moon, f. b. Assistant Manager—Peck. Brunswick (Brunswick, Me.), 17; Olivet (Mere Point, Me.), 5. Brunswick (Regular |team.) Olivet—-Leggett, r. ¢.;. Roher, es r. t.; Sullivan, r. &. 5 Roach, c.; Troutman, Ll g.; Squire, Tonsley, 1. e.; Clay, q. ‘Lichliter, feeb. * Bronson, Behe betes f. b. Assistant Manager—Peck. Brunswick (Brunswick, Me.), 39; een (Pejepscot, Me.), 6. Brunswick—(Regular team. Ypsi onti—Gallagher, Yr. ¢.} tus tin, r. t.; Kirkhoff, rog.; Kenney, c.; Macandrew, 1. g.; Purvin, kt; Ulan, Griffith, le; Cacananek q.; Caldwell, r. h. b.; Roth- well, 1. h. b.; Browning, f. b. Assistant Manager—Peck. Farmer (Bel woud, Pa.), §1; First and Third Ward (Altoona), o. Farmer—C. a Daniels, fr. €.5, R. Thompson, r. t.; R. L. Hart, ; Jas. Miller, c.; F. Meygrt i wee Miller, 1. SG. Car- at 3 e.; Grant Helsel, q.3,F . Weaver, Rete aps kk Wentzel, Dik: Dit. te McCoy (capt.), b. Manager—F. Weaver. First and Third Ward—L. Bowden, r. e.; C. Harmer, r. t.; E. Zike, r. g.; . Houser, c.; Chas, Mulligan, |. g.; Harry Reiley, 1. t.; e.; M. Walker, qg.; A. Miller, r. h, b.; R.Cramer, 1) hk. b.; F. Cross (capt.), f. b. Farmer (Bellwood, Pa.), ge B. A. C. (Bellwood, Pa.), 0. Farmer—( Regular team. B. A. C.—B. McDermott, r. ¢.; W. D. Thomas, r. t.; M. L. Wentzel, Wagner, r. 8.5 H. Cannon, c.; L. Bowser, |. g Dd. Bell, 1. t.;.T. Raugh, 1. ¢.; D. Raugh, q.; H. Thomas, r. hi b.; C Smith, LH. b.; J. Osgood, f. b. Manager— Frank Wet. Central (Buena Park), 5; Kenmore Faas Park), 0 Central—Jim ——, r. ¢; Dave Fox, r. E. Stern, r. g.; G. E. Zack, Whitman, C5 W.. Simen, Ife ig); Ryan, Me Strasburger, 1p eee William, |. e; B. Eltel, q. trasburger, r. h. b.; TJ. Graham, 1. Ne Bakes Anderson, fb, Kenmore—D, Reid, ¢.;\R” Fox, r.'t.3 rr O'Grady, r. g5 P. Lower, c.; H. Algeo, 1. g.; V. Graham, ie B. Stern, 1. ¢. - M. Green, q.; A. Anderson, rf. i Dus ee Hine, 1. h. Bi William, f. b. Manager—Graham. Central (Buena Park), 5; Melrose (Lake View), 0. . Central— (Regular et, Melrose—Bertié Dechent, r. a; G. pore ee ng.) W; Daly, 5° Ji Bare, Li g.; , W Johnson, Lets ‘ ’ Beaderstock, as G, Johnson, ch be R buhel, lL hi bs Chanock b. Manager—Graham. Central paste Park), 17; Bradley, Jrs. (Lake View), 5. Central— (Regular team.) Bradley, Jrs.—D. Bishoff, re; J Ryan, r. t.; Fredricks, r. g.3 Daly, ¢.; Miller, 1. g.; Niemz, 1. t.; E, Daly; 1. ‘e. ; McGovern, a. Ji Earet; r.h. b.; b.; Schuko, f. b. Manager—Graham. . Central (Buena Park), 5; Ravenswood (Ravenswood), © Central— (Regular team.) Ravenswood—H. Hurlbut, r..e; H. Holbrook, r. ti Bu Cléur, 6. 2,4 Flanagin, Cs76: McCabe, 1. g.5 H. Williams, hk h. W. Cahill, 1. t ; F. Chambers, 1. ¢.; Steavens, q.; M. Smith, r. h. “a nia Smith,’ Loh. b.3/ C. Knouts, f.--b. Manager—Fred Vs ottre Century (Salt Lake, Utah), 10; Robbers (Salt Lake, Utah), Century—L, eae ft. €3 S. Harris, r. t.3° J. Evans,‘ g.; Solomon, c.; H. Buckley, be y.; W. Wilds, Li; W. Reade, Le; G Milles, ¥' Me Crane) r. h. b.; T. Cracroft, |. h. b.; Vv. i (capt.), A Meena oki Robbers—B, Viwillinees agley — TIP TOP (capt.), re; T. Anderson, r. W. Fuller, c.; R. Johnson, 1. g.; F. Cameron, 1. t.; M. Tho e.; H. Quine, q.; T. Claypool, r. h. b.; R Poll, 1 f. b. Manager—O’Brien. Century (Salt Lake, Utah), 13; Websters (Salt Lake, Utah), o. -Century—(Regular team.) Websters—T. Holmes, r. ¢; C. Moreton, r. t.; A. Taylor, r. g.; R. Gilnich, «; W. Carlson, 1. g.; E. Taylor, 1 t.; W. Shade, 1. e.; W. Fuller, q.; E. Linberg, r. h. b.; G. White. 1. h. b.; M. Craber, f. b. Manager—Craber. St Jude’s (Borough Park, Brooklyn), 10; P. S. 128, (Van Pelt Manor, Brooklyn), 6. St. Jude’s—Walter K .; Elmer Baker, r. t.; Howard * Murphy, r. g.; Percy Carthy, ¢.;“Joe Baker, 1. g.; Bert Fer- guson, 1, t.; Howard Voshelil, 1. e.; Fred B. Dechon, q.; Irving Brown, r. h. b.; George Weekes, 1. h.’b.; George Clinton, f. b. Manager—-George Travis. P. S. 128—John McIntyre, r. e¢ Henry Griffin, r. t.; George Stiles, r. g. Otenhead, 1. °g.; Ernest Hawthorne, |. t.; John. Kearns, 1. Chester Patterson, q.; Fred. Cooke, r. h. b.; Alfred Spuit, I) h. Robert Spier, f. b. Manager—-Robert Spier. « St. Jude’s (Borough Park, Brooklyn), 18; Sterling (East New . i York), 9. St. Jude’s—(Regular team.) Sterling—Harry Willis, r. ¢.; Lloyd Rendals, r. t.; James Herr, r. g; Frank Stevens; c.; Ar- ‘ thur Carlson, 1. g.; Vincent Meyers, 1. t.; Albert Pitt, 1. ¢.; Percy Higgs, q.; Michael Connely, r. hu b.; Neil Rogers, 1. h. b.; Wal- ter Youngs, f.b. Manager—Bert Vostell. _ Crescent (Washington, Pa.), 6; B. A. C. (Tailorstown, Pa.), o. Crescent—Kelley, r. «©; Mullen, r. t.; Zane, r. g.; Carson, c.; _ Weaver, 1. g.; Bennett, 1. t.; Williams, 1, e.; Pack, q.; Kane, r. h. b.; Chambers, J]. h. b.; White, f. b. Manager—-H. M. Carpenter. B. A. C.—Stone, r. e.; H. Bowan, r. t; Hubart, r. g.; Kennedy, ¢.; Miller, } g.; B. Bowan, 1. t.; Dunn, 1. ¢.; Bane, q.; Duntap, r. h. b.; Leach, 1. h. b.; Hughes, f. b. Manager—M. K. Beckley. ‘Crescent (Washington, Pa.), 34; C. A: C., Jr. (Carnegie, Pa.), 0. Crescent—(Regular team.) C. A. C., Jr.—Tillie, r. ¢.; Bicham, r. t,; Parkum, r. g.; Schrontz, c.; Gearlock, 1. g.; Porter, 1. t; Skinner, 1. ¢.; Conner, q.; J. Higgans, r. h. b.; H. Higgans, 1, h. _b.; Bradford, f. b. Manager—G. B. Clemons. Crescent (Washington, Pa.), 46; W. A.C. (Wheeling, W. Va.), 0. Crescent—(Regular team.) W. A. C.—Nelson, r. 4; Stevens, ft. t; Clark, r. g.; Fisher, 'c.; Steel, 1. g.; Johns, 1. t.; Crane, 1 e.; Young, q.; Tailor, r. h. b.; Crowhard, 1, h. b.; Winters, £. b. -Manager—O. B. Black. Empire (Montreal, Can.), 11; Brunets (Montreal, Can.), o. Empire—-G. Christie, r. e.; G. Aronson, r. t.; R. Brown, r. g.; A.. Morris, c.; G, Spurba, 1. g.; R. Silver, I. t.;7 A. Williams, 41, ei W. O'Neal, g.; I. Tannenbaum, r. h. b.; H. Mendels, 1. h. b.; Z. Levinson, f b. Briinets—H. Lafleur,.r. e.; P. Champlane, r. t.; _M. Baxter, r. g.; L.. Martin, c.; W. Horn, |. g.; R. Kneeland, 1. t.; -G, Richardson, |. e/; L. Fuller, q.; S. Lamb, r. h. b.; G. Wright, 1. h. b.; H. Bruce, f. b. Manager—J. A, Roweil. Empire (Montreal, Can.), 29; Nationals (Montreal, Can.), o, Empire—(Regular. team.) Nationals—L. Martin, r. e@; T. Horn, r. t.; 5. Taslow, t. g.; A. Williams, c.; D. Silvester, L. g; /J, Lamond, |. t; T. Hollran, 1. e.; H. Brown, g.; F. Savage, nr. h. b.; M. Rowat, 1. h. b.; P. James, f. b. Manager—J. A. Rowell. Empire (Montreal, Can.), 23; Maple (Montreal, Can.), 0. Empire—(Regular tcam.): Maple—A. Patterson, r.6; G. ~. Scott, r, t.; B.. Osler, r..g.; A. Strachan, ¢.; F. Miller, 1 g.; P. | Murphy, |. t.; G. Smith, 1 e.; A. Ramsey, q.; P, Donathy, r, h. b.; T. Henderson, 1. h. b.; F, Hill, fb. Manager—J A. Rowell, _Empire (Montreal, Can.), 14; Red Stars (Montreal, Can.), 4. Empire—(Regular” team.). Red Stars—-P. Black, r. ae; A. Dionne, r. t.; P. Hamilton, r, g3 M. Cassidy, c.; E. Harrison, 1. g.;L. Jackson, 1. t.; S.J. Mulloy, 1. e.; D, Richardson, g.; A. Mac- ; Fred. Fothler, «; Frank e.5 b.; Dougal, r. h. b,; C, Johnson, |. h, b.;'D, Varney, fb. Manager— J. A. Rowell. Empire (Montreal, Can.), 20; Beaver (Montreal, Can.), 9. . . Empire—(Regular team.) Beaver—H. Kean, +t. ¢; C. Dar- ling, r. t; B. Price, r. g.; . Davison, 2; C. Mackenzie, L g.; F. Bague, Lt; P. Dickson, | ¢; G. Young, q.; L. King, r. h, b.:°S. Fortier, 1. b. b.; D. Leach, £ b. Manager—J. A. Rowell, - Exnpire (Montreal, Can.), 49; Leaders (Montreal, Can.), @ | Enapi ahha team.) Leaders—M. Randolph, 1. a; F, 8 rac, tr. 3 P. Drew, x. g.; H. Lawrence, c.; J” Phifips, 1g; (C Moora Lt; B Martin, Le; §. Booth ¢; A Henry, 4 we | vita f i sibeg oy Fuellerman, T. A. Een ot soe WEEKLY, 29 W. Speyser, |. h. b.; P. Macpherson, £ b. Manager—J. A. Row- ell. Tip Top Terrors (Valley’ Falls, R. I.), 48; Emmets (Attleboro, x Mass.), 0. Tip Top Terrors—D. Tucker, r. ¢.; F. Bourgotte, r. t.; A. Du- as, ©, g.; H. Dugas, c.; J. Faber, L g.; Morol, 1. t.; J. Herbert, »; J. Laurel, q.; Doyle, r .h.-b.; Bannon, |. h. b.; A. Tucker, _ Emmets—Bruce, r. e.; Farrel, r. t.; Atwell, r. g.; Horner, ; Kenny, 1, g.; Leisher, 1. t.; Russell, 1. e.; Monast, q.; O’Brien, b.; Walters, 1. h. b.; Sweet, £ b. Manager—George Ban- Tip Top Terrors (Valley Falls, R. 1.), 36; Rosemont (Pawtucket, 8), Tip Top Terrors—(Regular team.) Simmons, r, t.; Gaffney, r. g.; Connors, c.; James, 1. g.; Earle, 1. t.; Lee, 1. e.; Murphy, g.; Hagan, r. h. b.; Campbell, 1. h. a3 Martin, f. b. Tip Tep Terrors (Valley Falls, R. I.), 36; Crescents ( Pawtucket, oe Re) eee Tip Top Terrors—(Regular team.) Wardell, r. t:; € l. t.; Smith, i. e Rey A . £ Rosemont—Baker, r. ¢.; Crescents—Hart, r. «; Greene, r. o,f Christian, c.; Fournier, 1. g.; Burns, t.; Srni _Malligan, a. ; W right, rh. b.; Beech, Lh. b.; Anderson, i. b. Manager—George Bannon. Columbia (So, Boston, Mass.), 44; Elmore (Cambridge, Mass.), e. Columbia—Levins, r..e.; Barrett, r. t.; Mullin, r. g.; Connelley, c.; Humey, 1 g.; Green, 1. t.; Murphy, 1. e3 MeVey (capt.), @.3 Sullivan, r. h. b.; Murray, 1. h. b.; Reilly, £. b. Elmore—Ward, r. ¢.; Lohmes, r. t.; Russell, r. g.; Freedman, c.; Hayes capt.), 1. g.; Ford, |. t.; Merriam, 1. ¢.; Nel, q.; Leavey, r. h. b.; Gookin, 1. h. b.; Delaney, f£ b. Manager—John Levins. Columbia (So, Boston, Mass.),37; Union (So. Boston, Mass.), 0, Columbia—(Regular team.) Union—Davis, r. &; Linsky, r. .; Canfield, r. g.; Golden (capt.), c.; Howard, 1. g.; Flynn, t; wydon, 1. ¢.; Poullam, q.; Bulair,'r. h. b.; Rand, L h.b.; Bart, £ Manager—John Levins. “Columbia (So. Boston, Mass,), 5; Utica (Boston, Mass.), @. Columbia—(Regular team.)’ Utica—Cleary, r. «4; Curran, rf, t.; Hopkins, r. g.; Hines, c& McDevitt (capt.), 1. g.; Daly, lL. t; Callahan, 1. e.; Haberlaine, q.; Locke, r. h. b.; McArthur, 1. h. b.; Downey, f. b. Manager-——John N. Levins, Columbia (So, Boston, Mass.), 78; Scrubs (So. Boston, Mass.), ©. Columbia— (Regular team.) Scrubs—Kane, r. ¢; Ferris, r. t:.'9 O’Brien, r. g.; Welch, c.; Edgewood, 1. g.; Frost, 1, t.;, Herman, - l. e.; Harrell, q.; Mann, r, h. b.; Morrison, I. h. b.; Kelly, £ b. Manager—John N. Levins. Columbia (So. Boston, Mass.), 36; Colton (Roxbury, Mass.), 0, Columbia—(Regular team.) Colton—Foley, r. ¢.; Long, r. fs Mays, r. g.; Church, ¢.; Kiley, 1. g:; Cole, 1 t.; Mahon, Le; ritzell, q.; Malone, r.h. b.; Martin, 1. h. b.; Stanhope, £ b. Manager—John Levins. B. O. A. (Ogdensburg, N. wt 38; Barnes A. C. (Ogdensburg, 1 I. Y . ye B. O. A.—Larry Locklin, r. e.; Lee Maverick, t.; Dick Dan- gerfield, r. g.; Grimesy, c.; Dick Ellis, 1. g.; Caleb Spaulding, L t.; Buck Badger, 1, e.; Dick Carr, g.; Joe Rockwood, r. h. b.3 Nick Parker, |. # b.; Dart Keenan, f. b. Manager—Dart Keenan. Barnes A. C.—A_ Frey, r, e.; Chas. Smith, r. te; V. Ryser, r. g.; J. Harris, c.; William Jenkins, |. g.; P. Van Dyke, 1. t.; E. Nev. ett, l. e.; J. Rosenburg, q.; J. Fottrell, r. h. b.; M. Long, 1. kh bis J. Fitts, f b. Fenway (Boston), 0; Dwight (Boston), o. Fenway-—Moulton, r. e.; Ayers, r. t.; McDowell, r. g.; Houlk ton,.c.; Nolan, 1. g.; Briggs, 1. t.; Fredricks, 1. e:; Lonther, q.;3 Mahoney, r. h. b.; Powers, |. h. b.; Foster, f. b. Dwight—Young, r. ¢.; Collins, r. t.;. Ryan, r. g.; Dodburg, c.; Sleeper, 1. g.3 Bridges, 1. t.; Miner, |. e.; Boal, q.; Crompton, r. h. b.; Riley, L . h. b.; Savage, f. b. Manager—L. G. Foster: ; Fenway (Boston), 24; Devotion (Brookline, Mass.), © . Fenway—(Regular team.) Devotion—Quigley, ir. e; Cullen, tr. t,; Powers, r. g.; Marshall, c; Osgood, 1. g.; Weddall, 1. t, Broadd, |. e; Peck, q:; Riley, r. h. b.; Mooney, 1. h. b.; Jo tb. Manager—L. G. Foster. : Royals (Milwaukee), 12; T. A. Chapman (Milwaukee), @ Reyals—Fuelleman, rt. ¢; Kuliman, r. t; U. Keller, r. g.; Ase muth, «; Schaftern, 1 @.; Briedenbach, |. t.; Marcan, L e; 7 der, g.; Voss, r. h. b.; Daniels, |. h, b.; Schattenburg, Lh bs. Chap chindhelm, r, e; Mesick, r. ti egy ya on f + ; Wm. iorslund. les W. Hicks 'a3>Kelley, 1. ter, rh. ae M. Mills, | h. 4p 2 TIP TOP WEEKLY. _ Kosolsky, r. g.j Cooke, c.; Richter, 1. g.; Ramstack, ; Van ” Dyke, kl e.; ts 'Praie, q.3 Grae r. h. b.; Peacock, 1. : a Mc- Kay, f. b. Manager--—E. McKay. Amphion (Bro oklyn), 25; Greenpoint (Brooklyn), © Amphion S. oe ef, ¥0.+ G Marphy, tt.) Fo tease, ty-2-5 Ww.) ara ae Bag! Nielthing, l. g.; C, Hesse, lt; B. Miller, 1. e.; W. Weill, g.; H. Moore, r. h. b.; B. Henderson, Lh. b.; C Beis ; b. Crccisomere haves Goodman, r. e.; J. Chapman, r. t.; N. Wilson, r. g.; P. Williams, c.; M. Haggerty, 1. g.; A. Hildersecks, 1. te; J. McGrane, |. e.; C. O'Callahan, g.; W. Hun- tington, r. h. b.; G. Whiten, L h. b.; C. Raven, f. b. Manager— George Gompert. Amphion (Brooklyn), 33; Ignasius (New York), 0 Amphion—(Re gular team.) Ignasius—W. Lindsay, r. e.; T. McCafferiy, r. t.; J. Mauney, r. g.; S. Tellerman,'c.; I. Teller- man, 1. g.; Murray Javobs, L t.; L. Smithin, 1. e.; J. Goldberg, q.; W. Jasie, r. h. b.; M. Ginsberg, 1. h. b.; Fred. Prager, f. b. Man- . ager—George Gompertz. Amphion (Brooklyn), 28; Vesuvius (Staten Island), o Ampi Be ae team.) Vesuvius—E. Glen, r. e;3 Birch: *: t; AS Mason, @3-Le Biby;.c.4 Gila Fetra, bigs M. Site te Cunningham/dce, sD, Williamson, q.3 FE. Nitrog, Poti. 4B: Welling, l. h. b.; H. Tanners, £. b. Manager—George Gompertz. Depot (Baker City, cette 16; Stars (Baker City, Ore.), 6. Depot—White (capt.), : Jett, r,t, so Willey re 23 Looney, Duckworth, |. g.; H. Meee: iit Enberg, 1. e.; Wilson, q.; McKim, rh.’ bis Parker, Lhi bed Hal ley, f. b. Manager—Jett. Stars—Cramberry, ft. e+, Olsen, :r. t. 5 Sturgis, r. gi; C. Bennet, c,; Scott, |. g.; Fresh, L. t.; Green, lL. ¢.; A. Murray, q.; Durgan, Tt. has M. Jennet, Lh b.; Little (capt), tb. Manager—Dur- gan. Old Dingbats (Tacoma, Wash.), 6; Whitmans (Tacoma), o. Old Dingbats—Carl White, r. e.; Tom Sadler, r. t.; Charley Martain, r. g.; Earl Huttie, c.; Chal. Carlson, 1. g.; Ed. Carlson, l..t; Joe Nannary, 1..e.; Grover Lamont, q.; Harry Lamont (capt.), r. h. b.; Bernard Burnes, 1. h. b.; Rod. Martain, £ . Manager —Bernard Burnes. Whitmans—Jas. Corkery, fr: e.3 our Scheniro,.r. t.; eS Sit ., t. g.; Foran, Christorian, ; Fra nk Johnston (capt.), | 1. @.; Otto Shoke, 1. t.; Mike Fonck, 1 @ ; Vivian Parker. q.; Ed. sho: reohs bes August Schwartz, 1. h. pi: Jas. Baker, f. b. Manager Ed. Nelson. St. Jamies (Philadelphia), 12; Richmond (Philadelphia), 26. St. James—Hess, r. e.; Wrieht, r. t.; Campbell, r. g.; Tracy, g.; Brusacher, 1. t.; Garbers, 1. e.; Matthew, q.; Marco, r. h. b.; Dunion, 1. h. be: ’ Grady, #. b. Richmond-—Joe Smith, rie; j Joe Brown, r, t.; John Roney, r. g.; John C. Brown, ce; Willie Tie, ). 2; Frank Dean, 1. t.; Frank O'PHara le; Thomas Gorman, q.; B. Jackson, r. h, b.; Stanley Tunns, 1, hub.g _ John Gorman, f. b. Manager—John Gorman. Easterns (Tofonto, Ont.), 14; Shamrock (Toronto, Ont.), 0 Easterns—H. Harcourt, r. e.; C. Dunn, r. t.3 R. Johnson, r. g.; D. Burk,’c.; F. Burk, 1. g.; H. M. Nichol, 1. t.; J. Morison, 1. e; Ss. Elliott, qe; F, Harcourt, r. h. b.; G. Oasler, 1. h. b.; H. Jack- man, f. b. Manager—D. Burk. Shamrock—R. Adamson, r. ¢.3 G. O’Brien, r. t.; A. Hanna, r. & J. Baordell, c.; M. Wolfe, 1. g.; W. Lucks, 1. t.; B. Taylor, 1. B. Cooney, q.; G. Whalen, r. h. b.;,T. Foster, Ih bes Ji Wright, i. b. Manage®—D, McCallum. Easterns (Torchto, Ont.),.17; Normal Clordito, Ont.) Easterns—(Regular team.) Nori nial—Hodgins, rr. e.; Heath, Tee's Rutherford, tg) Beatty -c.7 Hassardyl. 2.5 Smith, lt Slade, 1c. + Nesbit, q.: McDonald, r. h. b.; Smith, 1. be bis Wark, fb. ' Managers+T. Butcher. Easterns (Toronto, Ont.), 27; Georges (Toronto, Dat): 3. Easterns---( Reg ular team.) Georg -es—Johnston, r. ‘Mara, pa eS atin r. g.; Parkins, ¢.; Armstrong, lL. g.; Tiebected, 1. ~ Wallace, 1. ¢.; James, q.3 Wilson, rh. b.; W atson, | Be D3 Hor- ton. f. b. Manager—P. Williamson, A ar Ti ils (New Haven, eu ¥ 56; Biack Hills (New Bapeay: - Conn.), 0 4 si ~ Ceder Hilis— Wim. Neumann, r, e.;: H. Fowler, r. t.; J.. Cana- Vath. $ J. Hughes, ¢«.; Hi. ie t, 1. g.; Wm. Fitzgerald, 1. t.; ; J. Durso (capt.), rh. b.; ni? Meskjll, !. h. b.; J. Roche, Sih: " Bladk Ai lis-—Jos. Williams, fi.¢, John Harrictt, 1 . Gogeins, ¥, Be; F. Bush, c,; M. Simpson, I. g.; J. Miller, 1 a : F. Red nond, |e : S. He rrison, 3 B.. Su h’ ei ze Wilbur, f. sg Puy, Di OS eat ili at a hi th 2 at ning ~kamo, f. b. Baltimore ei "$.—Juster, rr. €.5 “Merriwell, TB oot. Louis), 6; man, 1. g.; Gus Sc hemmohon, l. te5 A. ‘Manager: -—T omy : Cedar Hilis (New Haven, Conn.), 39; Lakewoods (New Haven, Conn.), 0. Cedar Hills—(Regular team.) Lal ; Panith r. t.; W. Campbell, r. g.; C. Bennett, c.; N. Gregori, ; J. Duggan, 1. t.; J. Hugo, |. «; W. Sloan (capt), q.; G. Peace bey Dot ds Street, l. h. b.; G. Mathews, f. b. Manager— Tony Durso. B. and B. (Fredericton), 35; Squash Settlement (Squash Set- tlement), 0. Selwiety B. and B.—McLeod,’r. e.; Wandless, r. t.; pane r. g.; Bab- bit, c.; Hopgood, |. g.; Christie, lL. t.; Clynic, le; Allen, g.; McLellan (capt.), r. h. b.; Allen, 1. h. b.: Ba Bi f. b. Manager oats Winters. Squash Settlement— Harrison, r. ¢.3. Brown, r. ts Allen, r. g.; Allestor, c.; Dole, 1. g.; Cockrane, 1. t; Dunlap, l. ¢.; Estey. q.; Everett, r. h. b.; ; Mallet, l. h. b.; Finnamore, f. b. Manager—Merrihew. B. and B. (Fredericton, N. B., Can.), ville, 'N. B. ), B. and B.~—(Regul ar team.) Cotton King gs—Jones, t. e3 Day, r. t.; Gorman, r. g.; Rowan, c.; Smith, 1. g.; Hazen,.1. t.; Cub: bins, l. e.; Slipp, q - Roland, rh. me Davidson, Lh. Des ‘Riley, f. b. Hahonanie “Harrison. B. and B. (Fredericton), 42; Wanderers (St. Mary’s N. B.), o. B. and B.—(Regular team.) Wanderers—Warren, r. ¢.; Mare, r. t.: Salem, r. g.; Farrel, ¢.; Mitchell, 1: g.; Rows, 1. t.; Orr, 1. C3 Fisher, q.; McKee, r. h. be; Kinghorn, 1. h. b.; Mal loy, £ Ds Manager—G. C. Torrens. Fortimer (Philadelphia), Fortimer—Cafer, r. e.; ler, 1. g.; Johnson, I. t.; 23; Cotton Kings (Marys- 16; Risen (Philadelphia), a Carle, r. t.; Smith, r. g.; Ryan, ¢.; Bol- Bennett, 1. e,; Nelson, q.; Cockill. rh. be; Phelps, es b:; Porchard, KD. Richmond—Joe Smith, re €.; Joe Brean, r. tes John Romey, r. g.; John Pate c.; Willie Tes 46 3 Frank Dean, 1. t.; Frank O'Hare, | EMR aEAS Gor- man, qi; Bobby Jackson, r. h. b.; Stanley clase. | h. b.; John Gorman, f. b. Manager—John Gorman. All Stars (Butte, Mont, }; ros ‘Stars Raterys i All Stars—S. Brinich, r. e.; W. Tombson, ; C. Galiger, r. Cs Featherly, CS: Decherr, Lp Carman, as man, 1. e.; M. Harnois, Cre Brayman, Pes DHS Ps Murphy, 1. h. Deak, Ellicy, $b.’ Manager—L. Braymenast. Stars—B, Murry, «| RO SHORES: ir Tg se r. g.; F. Berry, c.; J. Dillon, gi; We Blacks) ty ue Driscol, Le; B. Nyrdett, q.; T: eb. e. Tidy,: I. h. aS eros: f. b. Manager—C, ‘Tidy. All Stars one Mont.), 10; Nationals, 0 . All Pea team. ) Nationals—J. Sullivan, Rice, C. Fredimistine, r. g.; W. Yong, «; Wi “Muttecorb, 3 ei Fiera, Lee Beckinan, I. e.; P., McGraw, q.; J. Brogan, heb: A. Minchendinger, L h. b.; t (Ray, f b. Manager— y Bochman. -Fardale Stars (Spokane, ‘Wash:), 18; Orescont (Spokane), o. Fardale Stars—R. Theis, r. e.; J. Twohy, r. t:; _ Finnegan, r g.; W. Rogers, c.;. W. Polanda, by eer Proulx, tx; Theis, le; L. McPhee, G3) A Hammerland, t:. deh “y F. Twohy (capt.), lL. kb. »R. Twohy, f. b. Manager—James Twohy.’ Cres- cents—-P. Tully, r. e.; J. Gordon, r. t.; J. Stanford, r. g3 KF seers ¢c.; F. Merrick, 1. g:; C. Zean,.1. ti; C. Fox, 1. ee; W. Mur: phy, q.; G Pembrook, rh. b. 3 Re Tihlichy 1. he b.5 P, Murphy, *: By Manager—George Pembrook. District A. C. (Washington, D. C.); 78; Baltimore P. S. (Ba alti- iiss ‘more, Md.), Distriet A. C.—King, r. ¢.; Joyce, r. t.; Hardy, r. g.; trick: C5 E. J. Wanikamo, f.:g.; Foyce, 1. t vioiee I, Be goats ae K. P. Wanikamo, tr. h. b.: Niedfelde (capt.), 1. h. b.; Jose Wani- ; Fox, r. t.; Howard, r. g.3 Gerrings, c.; Shreves, |. g.; Balle, 1. 3 -Pochel, ars Frazer, : Baxter, rh. b.; Yoe, Ih. b.; Morisson, & b. Manager—J. E. ockt, Forest Park, 1S St. Louiss36. Schemimehorn, Bue Robert Holcomb, ‘George: ‘Obernimider, ¢ ake el Bigs Hok- Brads shaw, - William Sc isuehe a Meiriwell, Jrs—Harry § r. t.; Erskin Chappell er: _ Obernmider, q.: Shelby Tierney, 1 r hob a Arsen Hartmabt, T,, bi ; Bradly Kellogg, tities Eid. Klossimeyer, |. g; Roy McFarland, 1. t; Hatry Webb, 1: on ge Schnoover® q.; "Geo. Johnston, t. h.'b.> "Frank O'Brien, L B b.; ; Ray Webb & b ee G Obernmider. ms B. Gajd-' M urphy, cere a Ferdi.) Roraie! Pee Jrs.—-Gus Wahlstein, a; ah Frank Smith, r. g.; Wm. Halistauff, eis Prof. Fourmen: As I have been exercising for about a month, and think I see a little improvement, send you my measurements, so that you may give me yous opinion of them. I am sixteen years old; 5 feet 8 inches high, and weigh 137 ounds; neck, 14 inches; chest contracted, 30 inches; chest in- Rated; 35 inches; waist, 30 inches; biceps, 11 inches; forearm, % inches; thigh, 20 inches; calf, 13 inches.’ I rise at 6 A: M. fy exercise consists of the setting ‘up exercises used in the army, mixed in with a few more exercises; then I breast the bar three or four times and follow by punching \the ‘bag for about ten minutes. I end this with a cold sponge bath and rub-down, which puts a glow over the body. I have breakfast’at’7, dinner at 1, and supper at 7, and usually retire about 9 P. M. Before retiring I exercise with clubs and bells and punch the bag, - following with a sponge bath and rub-down. . At first I didn't '. like the sponge bath, but now I couldn’t get along without it. I would like to. know. what you think of my system. I live about a mile and a half from.work and ride my wheel back and forth or walk in good weather, as I know you recommended those exercises for the legs. I hardly expect to become a crack athlete, but I do wish to have a good, healthy, well-developed body, and I am anxious to know if tn doing all right. Hoping to hear from you soon, I remain, CLARENCE TENNEY. '. You/are on the right road to becoming a good athlete, for you “are exercising in the right way, and thereby improving and developing all parts of your body. Your system is a good one, and your measurements are fair also. Keep up the good work you have begun and you will not regret it when. you see the vast improvement in yourself in every respect. Prof. Fourmen: Having read the letters you received from _ other boys, and secing them pushed forward, I think it about time ’ for me to writé also, I am thirteen years six months old, 5 feet. 2 inches tall, and weigh 95 pounds, stripped. 1. How are those - ‘measurements? «I go to gymnasium twice a. week, am strong and healthy for my Neight and age; but do not know what to use. in gymnasium, to make me stronger and healthier. 2. What - would you advise me to use? I go to highyschool down hore, and am trying hard for a oe on the baseball and basket- ball teams, understand and can play both pretty fair. Please answer my questions and I’l] be very thankful to. you, Dick, the flock, the girls and Burt L. Standish. I think I have written “enough and thanking you in advance will close with very sincere « friendshi .. Rack-e-ty-cax, co-ax, co-ax'l Rack-e-ty-cax, co-ax, ° coax! Hullabaloo! Royal Blue! Fardale! Good-by, all! te ; Leonarp E, Uncem. 1, Your measurements are fair. 2. Horizontal bars, chest weights, dumbbells end plenty of - gutdoor exercise, regular hours for cating and sleeping and fol- y fow course of tal Training for Young Athletes,” to he found in Tip Top, No. 255. cua, Bi” SR pee ae RR tae gy eee: mae in height, weigh 13$ pounds, stripped. I can ifft 1g0 pounds with | ease, or pu 1 300, or cerry 7§ on ¢ither shoulder, the am ee os oe ek am addicted pking and chewing t, and wo to stop both. | » ke no i whatever, but can box very w Prof. Fourmen: I am sixtesn years old, am § feet 974 Inches — BOoiIrTs & PROF. FOURMEN 2 er } you think that my qualifications to be a very tall and heavy-set man are good? Please let me know of some way to cure a smoking habit. Thanking you beforehand, I am, very truly yours, : A. A. R, As regards the smoking and chewing habit, the only thing te do is to stop right away, and for good. It is a most dangerous habit, and when chewing is included a vile one. Have enough strength of character to down it at once. Take a good course of training, and try by every means to overcome any bad. effects the smoking may have caused. Your measurements are fair, and should, with plenty of good exercise, help you to become a well-developed man. Prof. Fourmen: I am quite eager to learn how to play foot- ball, I belong to a boy’s club called the Lincoln Club. If you have any books that tell how to play football, please write and let. me know. We have a striking bag, Indian clubs, football and. baseball outfit. I think Tip Top is all right. Dick is a brave boy... Yours truly, Gzorck W Horr. Provincetown, Mass. Read my article on football in No. 342 of Tip Top, for rules and all information. ~Get in the Tip Top tournament, and see what you can do toward winning a Rugby football, ‘ rof. Fourmen: You received a ‘letter from me some time ago, asking a few questions. Since that time I have been in light training. I think I have improved myself greatly. 1. Please give me some exercise to-develop the arms and shoulders, and tell how to train for wrestling, as I think more Tip’ Toppers than I would + be interested in this. 2, Please pass your opihion on my measure- ments: Height,.5 feet 7 inches; weight, 128 pounds; age, sixteen years; chest, normal, 32 inches; chest, expanded, 35 inches; waist, 26 inches; biceps, 1134 inches; forearm, 10 inches; wrist, 6 inches ; ich, 20 inches; calf, 1214 inches; shoulders, around, 40 inches. 3. I would also like to have an exercise to develop the cheat. I remain, with success to Tip Top, ' Lz Roy B. Fuarrr. 1.» Read my article on “Wrestling,” to be found in Tip Top, No, 271. ; 2. Your measurements are fair. 3 . To develop arms, shoulders and chest use dumbbells, chest weights and Indian clubs. Wrestling will also be very beneficial, MANAGER’S COUPON. Managers NAME. 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A High Jump PRIZE PHOTOGRAPH No. 17 A Hurdle Race : 5. A Pole Vault 6. A Swimming Match A Shot Put 8. A Hammer Throw 9. An Athletic Team An Athlete 11. A Bicycle Race 12. A Wrestling [atch 13. An Ice Hockey Game 14. A Skating Match ‘Also Send a Description of What the Picture Represents ‘ Here are two exceptionally good photo- zraphs representing a hot game between Minneapolis and Columbus, in which Minneapolis won -by 5 to 3. They are entered in the Contest by Hartwell Morri- son, of Minneapolis, Minn. Our Artist will Act as Judge in the Contest The... BEST PHOTOGRAPH . WINS TH E PRIZE ‘¢ Dan Lally beats it out for a homer ”’ prime ith |