a = aes aos os <> wif we q CRA Sohn oh Yrs PHT BOY ry ‘ry on] yt) YU stn aA Ty ATTY NE . Fe ee Issued Weekly. By subscription $2.50 per year. : 8 J Se . Entered as Second-class Matter at the N. Y. Post Office, by STRERYT & SMITH, 79-89 Seventh Ave., N. Y. Entered according to Act of Congress tn the year 1908, in the Office of the Librarian of Congress, Wushington, D. C. "No. 631. ; NEW YORK, May 16, 1908. Price Five Cents. Saree ee CHAPTER I. A FRIEND IN NEED. By skilful maneuvering and much watching for an opportunity, Tommy Tucker caught Dick Merriwell alone in his‘room. Making sure of this, Tommy care~ fully, closed the door behind him and approached Dick with a mysterious and doleful air. - | Merriwell put aside the problem fie was at work er upon, and turned toward the visitor. “How are you, Tommy?” he said cheerfully, “Oh, I’m all right,’ answered Tucker in the sad- dest voice imaginable. | "Yon look it,” scoffed Dick. your sister, I hope?” ey “The little chap shook his head. ~“Tt’s not that.” . - “Then it is something; it’s something else? Out with it, Tucker.” | “No bad news from Pe TE hE men gee ren, =e) aver DICK MERRIWELL’S MONEY . OR, eS PLAYING A LOSING GAME. eugene f By BURT L. STANDISH “I hate to burden you with my troubles,’ he mut- tered; staring gloomily at the rug. “T knew it was trouble of some sort,’ nodded Dick encouragingly. ‘Apparently they’re coming thick and fast of late.”’ . The visitor heaved a deep sigh. “If it keeps on,” he said, “I'll go to the loony- house before long.”’ “Don’t beat around the bush, old chap; state the case. What's the matter, if it isn’t your sister-———” “It’s my brother.” ; “Oh, your brother ?” “Yes, my brother Jim.” “Didn’t know you had a brother. Never heard you a: mention him before.” ‘* “I suppose not,” said Tommy quickly. “That’s nat- ural, you see. He’s been in Alaska the last threa- years.” : “In Alaska ?” okies “Ves; went these to make his fortune, the poor i chump!” at - too generous with your money, old chap. TIP TOP “By succeed very well.” “I should say not! He’s just got out to Seattle. Came out from Cape Nome as soon as he recovered from an attack of typhoid fever. Never knew he was sick until he wired me from Seattle. didn’t want me to worry. He never was much of a hand to write letters, and the Alaska mails are so ir- regular that no one thought anything of it when we failed to hear from him for a couple of months or so.” “Ts he sick in Seattle?” “No, not exactly ; but you understand how it is with a than that’s late He isn’t stfong, and he can’t go at hard work. Bill—I mean _ Jim, is in just that scrape. He’s stranded in Seattle. _ Had barely enough money to wire me. the old folks to know about it.” _ “T see,” nodded Dick. ‘How much do you want?” Tommy’ flushed. “I didn’t come to ask you for money,” weakly. “I didn’t have the gall for that. the way you speak [I should fancy he didn't You see he lately recovered from typhoid. ‘Doesn’t want he protested You've been When IT went broke a week ago I asked you to loan me ten - » “What is a friend good for, ) : iz dollars and you let me have twenty. Then when I heard from my sister, who got the pneumonia while ‘ studying music at the Boston Conservatory and sent. _ for me to forward her some cash, you loaned me fifty dollars instead of the twenty-five I asked for. | seventy dollars I owe you now. fearfully crazy for me to ask you for anything more.” That’s _ Dick repressed a smile. | 3 _“** friend in need is a friend indeed,’ ” he quoted. Tommy, if he doesn’t » stand by a fellow when that fellow is in straits ? How much does your brother require?” “He wants to come home He’s homesick, poor - chap. I don’t blame ee much after knocking ar round _, in Alaska for four years.’ “You said three years before.” “T mean three years. - three—going on four—so I called it that. He wired ~ asking me if I couldn’t telegraph him fifty plunks, which. would pay his way through second-class.” rs “As a rule,” said Dick, y don’t carry fifty dollars n my clothes right along ; but it happened _ that I 1} : cashed a snes to-day, and i have more than that.” i ro users ie eeae: patel osc dias dovaeely ee : rte oe Two. twenties age a ‘ten, d fro You see it would be You see it’s a little / over 7 si hadn't been for Cohen's backing,” WEEKLY “There's a hundred, Tucker,” he said. ‘“‘Send it to your brother and tell the poor devil to travel first- class. Second-class isn’t fit for a man who’s lately recovered from typhoid fever.” Tommy's eyes seemed to fill with a mist, and for a few moments Dick feared he would shed tears. “Merriwell,” friend! he cried chokingly, “you’re areal ll pay you T can’t You're the finest chap. living. back every dollar—every cent. I swear I will. « { thank you.” He had Dick by the hand and was-squeezing with all his might. “Oh, cut it out; old chap,” smiled Merriwell. “You embarrass me, don’t you know. for if you can’t use it to help a chum in a time like this? just now. I’m very glad I happened to have enough of it Now, I want to talk to you a bit. It’s evident that you've been letting your troubles You're Tucker, break you up of late. You're looking bad. not in first-class condition.” “T know that,” hundred and slipped it into his pocket.: ing any better than I look.” ‘You've got to brace up. ing. playing. fully erratic.’ “Erightfully,” make some rotten throws You've got to stop worry- It’s telling on you. ’ nodded ‘the little chap. “Didn't i And I fell all over mysalh twice trying to pick up ; cugrdes? “That was the oe you heard from. your sister, Ww asn't it?” “Yes, yes, I. think so.’ What’s money good — confessed Tucker, as he folded the In aus gaine with W illiams you were fright- fe “I’m not feel-) It’s telling on your baseball- — “In the Amherst game you were equally. punk i in , your fielding, and you never made a hit.” The blood had crept into Tommy’ Ss pale cheeks, ae his face wore e an ores of mingled shame.and dis Be nk oat i ay deny at, Merriwell; I never played ; a worse game in my life.” . | | die “You would have lost the game for us in ‘the bs . inning w hen you let that grounder get through you, if “That was great work on Joe’s part. I don’t see how he got down to back you up as quick as he did; but | i was there, and yt ne. ball’ ACTOS in . time to get the le 7 team. d you to realize the truth and Spee up. Lok aos uricovered in order to. a behind you ‘ : declared Dick. i tip Por q on third made for the plate, and the fellow at second : q would have scored also had not Cohen secured the ball oo and got an assist on the third put-out. Had Cohen failed Amherst would then have had the lead of one run, and she shut us out in the last half of the ninth. You can see just how close you came to dropping the ' game for us.” “You didn’t have to tell me,” 2 fallen chap. 7 “But I want to tell you, so you'll get a brace on. Forget your family troubles and do your prettiest to muttered the crest- get in form for the next game. If you don’t—if you play as rotten as you have in the last two—you'll be pulled out, and Hokey fill the position.” en Tucker groaned. : “Tow’s a fellow going to help worrying when every- Drew will thing piles on him at once?” Lr, “Mind-control will do it, well?” et ee “Oh, yes—oh, yes, I sleep well. It isn’t that.” = oe “You're not eating as you should, I’ve noticed t Tommy. Do you sleep hat lately. How do you stand in your studies?” “Oh, I guess I'll get by, all right,” answered Tucker, forcing a grin. Z ; “Well, Jim, and then make up your mind that you will quit ‘this foolish worrying. It zs foolish, my boy. _Worry- ing over such things never did any one any good. now go wire that money to your brother Your sister is coming out all right, isn’t she? a “That's the report. I wanted to run on to see her, ae but couldn’t afford it.” | “Couldn't afford it?” - “Didn’t have the money.”” “Why didn’t you come to me?” “Great Scott! I’ve come to you enough. She’s in the home of friends, ahd will be taken care of. Oh, _ Mamie’s They never wrote until the case was critical, and since then it has turned. gee she didn’t want them to write about it. She’s a ‘nice, self-sacrificing’ girl, Mamie is. Always thinking of ‘others and never of herself. I'll try to take your ad- vice, Merriwell. I’m going to get this money off to im au Ww nae you to Be ete that I’m mighty all right. i Tim now. -grateful— S : “T want you to understand that I don’t like to hear _ protestations of gratitude. I would expect you to do the same thing if our positions were reversed, and I ‘lieve you would.” “You can bet your life on it!” cried Tommy. “If ver I can do you a favor, old man, just command me. aa all IT have to ye. LS ETS WEEKLY. ‘It makes me hungry, You know CHAPTER II. A FELLOW OF FALSEHOODS. Dick and arrived at the conclusion that there were When Tucker was gone thought it over a while, Tommy’s statements that. seemed At length he resolv ed quiry of Tommy’s roommate. some things about a bit inconsistent. to make in- To his satisfaction, he found Bouncer Bigelow in. T he pipe, and pouring forth such a volume of smoke that => fat fellow was puffing furiously at a huge black it almost obscured the pages of the novel he was perusing. smoke, Bigelow grinned as he recognized the c “Hello, Dick,” The villain is trying to throw Looking up through this cloud of tobacco caller. Wait just a minute. the hero- ine Over a precipice, and the hero has appeared on the he gurgled. ““Grab a chair. scene. They're having a corking old fight.” Bigelow drew a long breath as he placed the open table at his elbow. he beamed, book face downward upon the “Got to have some diversion,” “and so I’m taking my drills and exercise this way.” “You certainly need exercise of a different*sort, You are accumulating avoirdupois every 3ouncer. day.”’ “Don’t say it!” such a statement. implored Big. “Don’t pain me with Why, I actually lost three ounces last week.”’ 7 “As much as that?” laughed. Dick. “Well, one day I weighed at least three ounces less than I did the day before. Suppose anti-— fat or any of those flesh-reducers would do me any good ?” cs “Not a bit. They would do you lots of harm. What you need is good hard work and reduced diet.” “But I can’t reduce my.appetite when I work hard. * and I eat more. I’ve tried it. No use to talk about that, Merriwell.” es “Have you no control over your appetite?” 3 “Control? What the dickens is a fellow going to do after he goes out and yanks his head off at the. rowing-machine or chest weights, or runs a mile, or does something like that, and gets up a ne re in his stomach that makes it feel emptier than a bass drum? I’ve tried dieting.” “Have you?” “Sure.” “How long did you keep it up? es “Two meals.” “No doubt it did | you a los oY good r, said Dick s sar- — Ses. Caeser Wee eo, nea eet Cc ie anyhow, Tre. TOP “Never did me a bit of good,” declared | Bouncer, missing the sarcasm. “Perhaps you kept it up too long.” . “Oh, come off! I see you're joshing me. . I kept it up as long as I could. Why, for breakfast I only ate two oranges, three dishes of oatmeal, four eggs, a small slice of ham, and washed .it down with a cup of coffee. For lunch I simply had a pound of rare beefsteak, two baked potatoes, some hot rolls, and one lonesome piece of mince pie. Before night I thought I'd perish from starvation.” } “Well, I should have thought you would!” cried Dick. “But is that what you call dieting? For goodness’ sake, what is a square meal for you, any- Rien 9 : “Still joshing,” grumbled Bouncer, offended. “Of course it was dieting.’ I require more than a little dried-up runt like Tucker.” Le | “Speaking of Tommy,’ said Dick, “he doesn’t ap- pear well lately.” “Huh? Well, I don’t eaves as he does. | He’s been rather down in the mouth, I’ve noticed. Kind of cut out his practical jokes and let up on the supposed: -to- be funny chestnuts he hands out so often.” “There’s something preying .on Tommy’s mind,” : “ said Dick. “THe’s dropping off in his baseball-playing, and I’m afraid he’s going to fizzle unless there’s a change. I've just had a talk with him.” “Well, you're the fellow to ‘talk to him, Merriwell: he’ ll listen to you. — He won’ t pay any attention to any- body else. Why, when he used to go on those sprees you were the only chap who could handle him,” , “You don’t think he’s dissipating secretly, do ou?” is | aoe f x - he told you those yarns. it must be some sort of eet » “Oh, I don’t believe Tommy has touched a drop in - months—in a long time, anyhow. Ob, N03 ; that’ s not what ails him.” ) : “Well, I didn’t hardly think it was. He told me_ something about his eaaaish ‘Has he told yn ” a “Me?, 3 No.” “He's been in financial straits. You know about his aig don’t you?” “Sure thing. I’ve visited at Tommy’ S hhome.” Ever met his sister?” \ fice a ee “Hi s Sister?” ‘cried Bigelow. fs on WEEKLY. “Tommy tells you that, does he?” | “Yes. I think it has upset him a lot. Right on top of that has come something else to worry and disturb. him. . His brother has been il with typhoid fever in Alaska, and is now stranded in Seattle.” Bigelow sat up very straight, his eyes wide open and unblinking, and ‘stared hard at Dick. | “When did you dream all this?” he inquired. “T didn’t dream it. Tommy told me about it.” “‘He—he told you all that guff?” gasped Bouncer. ' “Guff?. Why do you call it guff ?” “Did you believe him?” ; | “Why shouldn’t I believe him?’ What’s the matter, Bigelow? '.Do you insinuate that Tucker yed to me?’ i Bouncer filled his lungs with a one breath ane * Jeaned. back. “Go get your shotgun,” he said. “Load it up and kill him. He's been giving you the biggest sort of a _ fairy-story.” j “Elow do you know? Why do you say that?” ae “His sister!” scoffed the fat chap. ‘‘Why, he never — had a sister in his life. His brother, eh?’ Wouldn't Ape that kill you. to death! He’s an only child.” Already Dick had begun to suspect the truth, and ‘therefore this statement did not astonish him as much 2 as it might. “You know ‘this to be true, do you, Bouncer?” he asked. “You know it for a fact?” “Do you think J would lie to you?’ “No, I do not. I’m simply seeking to settle the he pos: sibil ity of your being mistaken.” : “I’m not mistaken.. Tucker lied like a trooper when practical joke.” | | Dick thought of the money he had kode! tehony 3 ‘under effect of sympathy pi oduced by the little chap’s doleful ones and a grim expression settled « on his face. : ty “Some time,” he said, “one of Tommy's lead to a tragedy.” “Pye told him so fifty times rnyael Brat somebody would kill. ‘hin: BY: Jove, Fa more NE sagt once come within an ace of. it.” d : ber There’s something more dicen a eee in las B Tow,” said Dick. wi don’t know, what’s behind - but I do know that something has upset Tu ker bee tuined his ee eer: “Tucker says he sleeps well How about te” nights. a cannon to The night, however, I did wake up and found Tommy just for [ realized something “I sleep well, anyhow. Usually it takes wake me once I get snoozing for fair. other undressing and going to bed. That was queer, when I turned in he was in bed. j was wrong, and asked him what he had been doing. He said he couldn’t sleep, so -he got up and went out After he rolled in I arose and turned on the light and found it was ten minutes eer 4} tobe taking a walk in the open air. for a walk in the open air. past three in the morning. te for a fellow Dick. Bigelow, Bouncer,” said Now I want you to promise me that you won’t speak a “This is rather interesting, “Tt adds to the mystery. look here, word to Tucker about our talk here. I don’t want to » Tet him know that I’ve learned he was lying to me. Pyomise.” “All right, I'll promise; but, if I were in your place, wi ae have his scalp this day.’ | & “111 take my time. Perhaps I'll get at the truth quicker if I don’t let Tucker know that I suspect him. ies | we the word. Say nothing to anybody, Boyncer.” oN Naturally, Merriwell left that room in a somew hat * spree and angry fratne of mind. “Theres no hurry about it,” said Dick, rising. Mum is CHAPTER IIL. TELLTALE SCRAPS OF PAPER. ; Meditating on Tucker's conduct added to Dick's annoyance and anger. More than once in the past his olerance with T ommy had been strained to the snap- -ping-point by the erratic and senseless freaks of the fellow. Up to the present, however, Tommy’s be- havior had seemed far more siete atid to himself than O ‘any one else. Now he had lied—he had obtained noney under false pretenses. Merriwell felt, his heart hardening toward a chap who ~ es wae ont In Dick’s estimation a : Sponiger TER EOr f This was criminal, and’ been fooled by and lied to by a supposed friend. ould bring himself to perpetrate. such a cling on one WEEKLY. | : 3 “That fellow needs to be a lesson,” he de- cided when he had returned to his room after inter- taught viewing Bigelow. ‘“He’s been tolerated far too much in his tricks’ Because he’s a jolly, good-natured chap, his He’s P’ve pulled him out of | saved him from disgrace, and now a a ¢ iia and appears funny when in a convivial mood, friends have laughed at him and passed it over. gone beyond the limit with me. many a scrape anc he lies to me and gets money by wretched deceptions. I didn’t think would-do that. I couldn’t be- lieve he would lie to me, therefore I was not on. my Tucker guard. I'll never be able to trust him again.” It hurt Dick deeply to think that there was one fel- low“in his circle of friends whom he could not trust. It was a hard thing for him to swallow, and indeed he gulped at it in vain. “I suppose I ought to call him up and give him a handsome dressing-down. I suppose I ought to black- list him. It would serve him right, but it wouldn’t do him any good. On the contrary, it might work no end of harm.” In spite of his anger, he was not willing to do Tucker an injury, and he knew that a fellow of such inclinations and weaknesses could peaey be sent to athe dogs by harshness, as well as by! pampering, on the part of those he considered his friends. Few fellows in Merriwell’s position would have thought of this. Ninety-nine out of a hundred, dignant over manded wotld have de- and reparation from Tucker without pausing to consider what effect it might have on Tommy. being thus deceived, satisfaction “I wonder what he’s doing with that money ?”” meditated Dick. ‘“‘There’s a hundred and seventy dol- lars that he’s lied out of me. whipped! He ought to be horse- He’s promised to pay it back but a fellow who could get money wouldn’t be greatly « listurbed about paying it. The loss of a hundred and seventy wouldn't kill me. I'd rather lose ten times that amount than find out I had It I'll not be satisfied. till I know why Tucker — has done this. If I should demand'the truth of him, — perhaps he w lee lie again;‘but I'll learn the fasta: just the same,’ of course, in that manner - hurts. Returning, Buck chart scout (he chum ia: sober #0 mood, and wondered over it, for I Dick was not given to depression, and the “ “blues” were Hee bret tically unknown to him, Out at bi: field - afternoon, - derful interest in athletics, 6 iyo Ee, well. Somehow it seemed as if a load had been lifted from Tommy’s mind, and, with the relief, he was something like his old-time self. Not quite himself, however, for there was none of his customary lively chatter, and he straining every nerve, while under went through practise like a man the best conditions he would have practised like one who keenly enjoyed the sport, and found it a delight instead of hard work. Hokey Drew was on hand, and covered short while Tucker running. was more spontaneous and happy than Nevertheless, he made one wild throw to first, after picking up an exasperating slow bounder permitted the batter, a swift runner ‘way to the initial sack. On the other hand, Tommy fumbled one grounder and chased the ball around his feet until it was too late to stop the man at first. was batting or base- Drew's playing Tommy’s. which had , to get well on“his The rest of the team, without.an exception, seemed to be in fine trim. At second, Rob Claxton was all that could be desired, while Joe Cohen’s exhibition at third was so flawléss that not even the most prejudiced Yale man could say a word in criticism of it. At first, Henderson took all.sorts of throws, and kept the players on the jump by his coaching and encourage- ment. Without exception, the outfielders performed brilliantly. Crawford, in right, made two sensational fly catches while running toward the fence. Mc- Gregor, in left, declined to perimit anything to get away from him if he could touch it. Blessed Jones’ performance in center was of the same character that had given him the reputation of being the greatest outfielder Yale had produced in many seasons, and his throwing to the plate excited both wonderment and applause. Jones had a powerful wing, and there were “some who predicted he would some day break the col- lege record for a long throw with the baseball. Dick did very little pitching, for he was taking great _ care of his wrist, which he had lamed while using the twist-ball in the game with Georgetown. Both Buck- hart and Andersen were up to snuff at back- Sree and throwing to bases. “This year,” said Bolmore Harmsworth, the poet and editor of the MLity we of late had taken won- “we've a bunch that can play this game for all there is in it; J predict, that we’ ll turn out the finest team we’ve had in years.” __, When practfse was over T ucker approached Merri- gf well, seeking approval. — “How was I to-day, old man ?? he asked. Dick ee foe with something like cool- WEEKLY. ft he answered “Not quite as rank as you have been,” in a low tone. ' The little chap stopped as if stung. “Why, I thought I did well,’ he muttered. “If I q didn't do well to-day, it’s a sure thing that I can’t.” ‘ “You practise better than you have lately, but prac- | tising and playing in a game are two different things.” “T know that.” did practise brilliantly who haven’t the nerve to keep up “Drew as well as you. Lots of fellows can = ¥- the work.in a game.” “Do you think I lack nerve?”’ “No,” said Dick dryly. you have too much nerve.” “Now Tommy quickly. “In some respects I think what do you mean by that?’ demanded Fi “T don’t understand you.” So: 4 es “Is it necessary for me to interpret my meaning ?” ‘a ; 9 . Se k ¢ x sy “Well, I'd like to understand it. I don’t know what , Fee you're driving at.” a “Think it over,” said Dick, terpicie his nase on the little chap, and walking away. Gee Tucker stood there staring after Merriwell’s re- treating figure. “Now, what’s the matter with him?” muttered — Tommy. “He’s not a bit like himself. Never saw him when he was so deuced frigid.” i Tucker left the field in an unsatisfied and perplexed frame of mind. ea oe That evening, shortly after the electric lights began to gleam all over the city, Dick Merriwell came out of a haberdashery on Chapel Street; where he had been ae making some small purchases. He paused in the goon? ite way, looking over toward the Green. Just then two college men came along, talking ear i nestly in low tones. They did not perceive Merriwell. One was Tucker; the other Vance Siddons. | a The sight of these two together surprised Dick a 7 bit, for Siddons belonged to a certain fast set of cheap, fellows with whom Dick Merriwell’s friends had never associated. | As they passed, ‘ike caught a few words ee Tucker. . “That takes us square,” Tommy was saying. As he spoke the little chap tore up and flung cae some bits of paper.; The breeze blew a. scrap of thi paper to Dick’s feet, and, looking” down, he saw wri ting upon it. He did not pick the paper up until Sid- dons and Tucker had passed beyond the Nee Haver House, at the next corner. but somet! iing led him to stoop and secure that | ae oe it were the letters “O.. CU, and b TLE? FOP was what seemed to be a portion of a signature, “Thoma. Merriwell knew Tommy’s handwriting, and he rec- ognized it on that bit of paper. Moy,” “Why, was part of an I. O. US Tucker spoke about getting he muttered. - I should say this square with Siddons. It must ‘be that he owed that | fellow money. 1. Siddons?” _ Another bit of paper lay and Dick picked that up also. _ “$25.00.” “Twenty-five dollars,” Why should he be indebted to Vance near upon the sidewalk, On it were the figures Dick to himself. “‘] judge by the scraps of paper scattered around here, there were several [. O. U’s. So that’s what Tucker did with the money he got out of me by lying. Next thing is to find out how he happened to owe that money - to Siddons.” said CHAPTER IV. LEE. BETRAYS THE SECRET. » ) » Bertie Lee stopped with his knuckles upraised to | rap.on Merriwell’s door, - . Within the room Dick and Brad were talking earnest- ee ly, and something of what they were saying reached , hy Lee’s ears. .: Bertie did not knock. “Sure, I’ve noticed Tucker’s punk playing,’ the es Texan was saying. “Who could help noticing it? I _ sure. reckon that chap has gone stale.” which was slightly ajar. “Do you think that’s what ails him, Brad?” asked ~ Dick. . “Well, I don’t know what else it can be,” confessed the Texan. opine training ‘has been too much for him. ; i heap too stiff, is my opinion, pard.” “He certainly has all the symptoms. I It was , » o~. | job.” | “Tve figured it out that way myself. Henderson was sore in that Amherst game, and the only thing Lagi saved iredate skin was Cohen’s backing-up. If ; eae you think Tamithey: is niet You thihfe. he’s | do your Perhaps it’s not bodily sickness, Brad. “Unless he braces up in the next.game, he'll lose his_ care ‘mental sicknesses that tert a man even WEEK] I do know thit I like Tucker anything unless somebody he is becoming a menace to the team. and [ else mentioned it.” right well, wasn't going to say “Brad, Tommy is in trouble, and I’d give something 9 to know just what sort of trouble it is. Lee backed off, light-footed, and began to whis- time he did and entered promptly at the tle as he again approached the door. This not hesitate to knock, invitation to come in. } “Hello, is the wizard of the diamond? How And how is the re- ceiving-end of Yale’s great battery?” fellows,” he chirped. “How are you? At one time Lee had been the subservient tool of Dick } faults and weaknesses, with all. his had revolted at last when those Merriwell’s enemies; but even he, enemies were disposed to carry their hatred to crim- inal extremes. There were many reasons why he now entertained a strong feeling of gratitude and friend- ship toward the fellow he had one time professed to dislike, even to hate. “How said Dick. “Sit down. Haven't seen you in a month of Sundays.” “Oh, | get in here. Somehow I had a feeling that I was be- _ On the baseball-field his mind would wander in spite of all efforts to control it. In the very act of handling a grounder he sometimes recalled some wretched turn of the cards by which he had lost when it seemed certain he must win, and this was enough to make his baseball-playing bad in- deed. He was not getting the sleep he required, and the sort of sleep he did get was far from refreshing After crawling into bed along toward morning, he would turn and toss, cursing fate in his heart. If he slept he would find himself: playing poker, desperately, despairingly, unsuccessfully, in the dreams that haunted him. and beneficial. It must not be thought that Tommy’s conscience did not prick him on account of his dealings with Merri- well. On the contrary, he was ashamed and disgusted with himself. “If Dick ever finds it out, me cold, and ” he thought, “he will quit he won’t be to blame. But I'l] win—I must win—and I'll pay him back every dollar.” Tucker was simply one of thousands of wretched fellows who have found themselves in similar plights and made the same sort of secret pledges, only to break them and go on their painful, tortured way to the inevitable end. Of course: Tommy entertained the usual ideas about “debts of honor.” To him it seemed that such debts Debts His reason should have taught him that they were debts of dishonor. ~ And so we find Tommy creeping out of bed a full should be the first ones paid by the contractor. hour after retiring, having listened for some time to We find him and sneaking from his room, to descend in fear and trembling to the campus over to Old South Middle. His knock on Bramwell’s door was quickly answered, for he had given the signal that told those within it was one of their circle. “Fello, Tucker, the regular breathing of his roommate. dressing hurriedly in the dark to make his. way old sport!” whtspeted Bramwell, ' Closing the door softly and locking it behind Tucker. “We've just started. A five-l Siddons, Clark, and Lee were at the table, on which zs were chips and cards. Every man had his coat off, having stripped down for business. Clark and Lee were smoking cigarettes. | Siddons had a cigar, and Bramwell’s teeth were Set on the stem of his ee wood pipe. + : “Gee!” breathed Tommy, You fill out the DaIPY, all right. 1anded game’s the stuff.” Mh ; 4: ot a in relief. “I’m sian ing watched to-night. I was afraid I'd run into o sitting down to the table. 6, Phy producing his money. 12 PLP LOPr somebody who would ask unpleasant questions. You know a baseball man isn’t supposed to be wandering around at this hour. soundly in his little bed and storing up energy Presumably, he’s ‘snoozing for the fellows?” next game. How are you, “Fine,as silk,’ chirped Toby Clark. “You see I’m backing the game, Tuck. Just got a > o Had to put up an awful holler for it; had to lie like a trooper in order to get it. check from home. T , bine Now, I’m going to make you chaps go some to-night. It’s my turn to wih.” “Your turn?” said Tucker, with a laugh. “What about me?” “You've certainly been up against it lately, Tom- my,” said Siddons, with a smile; “but you’re a man of your word, and_you always settle promptly.”’ “Knocking me, eh?” snapped Clark. “Put up your hammer, I settle promptly when I have’ the If a fellow hasn’t the coin, how can he set- Vance. money. tle?” “Don’t talk too loud!” cautioned Bramwell. ‘The shades ‘are pulled close and the door is locked, but it’s. well enough to be quiet. I understand some fellow heard Colton the night he raised such a fuss here, and there’s some curiosity over what the row meant.” “Yes, do keep still,” implored Tommy. “T don’t He imitated the others by pulling off his coat and _ “What's the ante?” he asked. “Twenty-five cents,” answered Siddons. “And the limit ?” “The ‘sky.”’ : : “Give me fifty dollars’ worth of chips,” said Tuck- “Why don’t you také a hundred ?” cackled. ( lark. : nets. Siddons has his usual luck you'll need it.’ é “Oh, we're going to break that streak tosnighti? said Bramwell, once more settling himself i in his chair, _ “Siddons: can’t kee p that bluffing ‘game up; we're | loaded for him now. He beat me last time by bet- ting twenty-five dollars on a pair of dences when I had three typewriters in my hand. . Let him. try it to- “night! He'll get called, all right.” -Siddons smiled wisély. | By arate Pi Want, to, be called, f he said. Se WEEKLY. o'clock in the morning, I'll need a bracer.” want to get these rubbernecks to nosing around.” — trouble.”’ j ‘ Clark. s ’ Baie pt which was covered with a ay fi cards. ico sanah the in training,’ “Oh, yes, you're scoffed Clark; “but 4 you wouldn't like to have it known just what sort of 4 training you are “Tucker,” observed Lee, short-stop.”’ Tommy frowned. “Oh, I as some others taking.” “you're getting rotten as a don’t know,” he said. ‘I guess ’'m as good and a little better.” “You may have to guess again,” said Bertie. “I hear talk about you.” “Do you?” asked the little chap uneasily. “What i he sort of talk?” : Ae “Campus gossip. The fellows are saying that | you've gone stale already.” ea “Oh, that makes me sick! I know I was'a bit punk in the last two games, but watch me Saturday—just Now, drop baseball and we'll get down to watch me. poker.” “What have you got to drink, Hugh?” inquired a Clark. “If I’m going to stay here until two or three = J “Perhaps the game won't last that long with 4 no» limit to it,” said Bramwell. “Unless Tucker has. bet- ter luck than usual, his fifty dollars will be gone be Rene midnight.” ‘Who told you that was all i had?” demanded Tommy sharply. fib You know the new tule we've; © board. . It makes - “I just guessed it. made—no loaning across the LL did you succeed in “raising the wind,. Tuck- bie er?” asked Clark. “Last time I saw you, you were iny — the dumps, same as myself, Said you - had been | skinned to the bone. I was busted, too, and ‘we min- gled our tears.” “Oh, I have resources,’ ously. “That's queer. You told me “you didn't Shc where you were going to pick up the next dollar’? “I might tell you ‘anything, Toby. It never would hurt my conscience. ‘Whose Ded Aion A ee “Mine,” said [ides securing the cards. * answered Tommy mysteri- are Toby ‘pushed. a’ chip | into the middle of hes table; blanket to deaden ae Se sean ‘one at a ee Siddons bet ie cents, after lacing at TIP TOP ‘Tommy found three hearts, tray, five-s and seven, in his hand, together with a pair of jacks. “Vl play,’ he said, pushing out a blue chip. “And I’ve got to with these,” spot, muttered Lee, imi- . rn , e tating Tommy’s example. Clark dropped a red lozenger - the pile, and then, to his dismay, and a white one on Siddons ‘“‘started it” with another bl lue one. “What did you do to those Tommy. “What did I do? must have asked cards, Lee?’ \ You cut them, didn’t you?” handed around some warm { “Yes, but you hands, just the _ “Hope you're _ “Tnsinuating ? 9? same. not insinuating.”’ No, no. You could not manipu- ” ; NESS, you tried, Bertie. I’m_ not What are you going to do, ‘late the pasteboards if ‘worrying about. that. 3ramwell ?”’ “Well, now, if I had enough to start it once, I’ve got i enough to repeat ” said Hugh, as he saw Siddons raise ‘oe doubled it. cy ucker flung his cards on the table face Waa. then ma a then up guickly and looked at them again. “Don’t be all night, Sir Thomas,’ serenely. “I may want to boost it again.’ “Hanged if | don’t hate to be driven out. after get- ting: my money in there!” growled Tommy. “T think z m ina bunch of thieves. Somebody’s ‘trying to steal pe 4y, ou can find out about that yon know,” grinned - There was something so tantilizing in Siddons’ w rds and manner, that, in spite of his judgment, Tucker once more made himself good'in the pot. ath there now to stay, ” he announced. ue Jove, it’s getting too, stiff for me!” groaned 6, “Tl have to drop out? ‘ Bi I won't,” announced Clark. uD ve had my ante stolen too many ‘times by that sort of work. It’s lore than even chances that neither V ance nor Hugh | have anything worth speaking of. ‘m in.” “Ww ell, now,” murmured Siddons, as he coolly ocked | the cashes from. his cigar; “supposing: we t it 0 once more. I'll raise it bw bits: ones.’ oa times. Go. as” ioe as. you Blase my pe fe ‘boost ee onee | more: o age Siddons vi EEK 13 \ it possible those men were both bluffing? He knew their game, and he felt that the chances were more than even that neither held a-strong hand; yet if he should be mistaken and stick fast to that weak hand of his, it began to look as if his ready-money might be wiped out in short order. ! Suddenly he was seized by a new inclination and a desperate resolve. — “T see the raise,’’ he said coolly, five blue ones,”’ “What's. that?” Bramwell. “Why, f thought you were on the point of laying down the last time around?” “Did you?” But.the way in which he said it s that he had not contemplated anything of the sort.” “Well, ’'m glad I had sense enough to get out be- fore the draw,” ‘chuckled Lee. . Clark meditated frow ningly over his hand. “Go for them, ‘Bucker,”’ he finally said: ‘I’ve got to leave it to you. I pass.” } . “That’s the most brilliant thing ome done to- night,’’ said Siddons. Quick-as a flash Tommy quoted a stanza ai dog- Sy gerel: 7 “and I will lift it) breathed murmured Tommy. “Perhaps I was.” -emed to indicate “The lightning bug is brilliant, But it hasn’t any mind; It struggles through existence With its pe on behind.” _ The entire ae surveyed him curiously. During the last few nights of play Tucker had appeared | to- be constantly in an anxious frame of mind, never ‘once falling into his usual jesting and persiflage ; | now, however, he. ae to be bietobt exultant over — the course of events. 28 “You little rascal,” said Siddons, “you fooled aa : to start with. I’m going to see what you hold, but Tm through boosting until I draw ecards.” 6 “Same here,’ ’ nodded Bramwell, as he also. pushed | _ the required amount of chips into the pot. | “That will _ be a nice little bunch for the winner. . Cards; Leet 6 “How many will you have, Vanes! 3 asked Bertie, ga in hand. APU take two,” said Saat oats “Take all you need,” Seer Tucker. _ bashful.” te oe fens “Don! t b . And Gs Ee are, . show Tommy. Riess will beat him.” 14 Ties COP / “A low “Three jacks won't beat it if it’s a straight.” He glanced at his cards once more. “T’ve filled hands when I needed two cards to make a flush,’ “Tf I could get a couple of hearts with I'd Bramwell’s straight; and if my hearts were high ones flush ‘or a_ straight,” thought Tommy. he thought. those three small ones, surely beat Tel) I might beat him if he holds a flush.” “How many do you want, Tuck?” asked Lee. “Two,” was the prompt answer, as Tommy dis- carded the jacks. ; “Well,” smiled Bramwell, “I had both you chaps beaten before the draw.” “Perhaps so,’ Siddons, that you're trying a game of bluff yourself. “and then it may be At any said rate, I’ll bet five blue chips on this hand,” Now, ten for a side card, and had caught a pair of tens on Siddons had held up a pair of aces with a the draw, giving him a full house. Bramwell promptly called. & Tucker was just as prompt in his actions, and he shoved into the pot every ship’ that lay on the table be- fore him. “You.can call it, If you want to raise it, “That’s my pile,” he said. if you want to, Siddons. notice so I can find out whether I’m able to get more chips on this hand.” “Oh, I thought you had a big roll in your jeans,” said Siddons. ‘Why don’t you buy more chips now? Of ‘course it’s understood that a man can‘t boost an- give me other man who has put his last lozenger into the pot. Perhaps I'd like to raise you fifty.” “And I'd like to have you—perhaps,” said Tommy. “Are you going to see that bet of mine?” _ “Yes, I’m going to see it. What I’m talking about is raising.” . “Put in your chips, Siddons, and then we'll take the other matter into consideration.”’ Vance agreed to this, and followed the souvent » “Now, Tucker,’’ he said, “if ; rl think about raising you.” . | “Have you.any money, Lee?” asked Tommy. _ “None to spare,” replied Bertie warily. : “How about you, Clark ?” : “You know the rule we spoke of; there’s no money to be loaned across the table.” “Tucker,” said Bramwell, “vou’re too anxious. Why didn’t you wait a bit?’ 3 “How could 1?” said Tommy. “Here's Siddons Peat to boost me, but P’m not going to 5, it un- less T bow T can apa: you ll get more chips WEEKLY. “Have you got fours in your hand?” cried Vance, suddenly suspicious. “You'll find that out “T won't said Siddons. 1 later on.” raise,” “What are you go- ing to do, Bramwell?” And now it was Hugh’s turn to meditate, for he did hold a small straight. “You each took two cards,” he muttered, glancing from one to .the other. “Naturally the inference would be that you hold threes. You're betting your hands as if you had bettered your threes. Perhaps you're bluffing, but I’m going to drop this straight. Settle it between yourselves.” "4 f hand,” Bramwell will lend me some money on this said Tucker, “you can boost as long as I’m able _Siddons.’” to call you, “T agree with Hugh, that you're too anxious, Tuck- er,”’ said Siddons. beaten. We'll let to show a better hand than this.”’ “Nevertheless, I think I have you it go, You're called. You've got He spread out the three tens and a pair of aces for ‘Pucker’s inspection. “That's pretty good,” said Tommy; “but it isn’t’ good enough. Here are the cards [ held up.” . + ® He laid down the trey, five-spot, and seven-spot of hearts. “And here are the cards I drew,” he added, placing the four-spot and six-spot of hearts with the © others. E u Siddons swore softly. “Talk about your horseshoe luck!” he said. ‘Think of holding up‘such cards and making a straight flush, Tommy, you win, but you had no license to do it.” CHAPTER VIL. ~ THE ARREST. / “The wind has changed!” cried Tucker exultantly, raked in his winnings. “I knew it had to This is my night to get even ak > about loaning money across the table, Of course I -sym-_ You’ ve as he. change sooner or later. with you chaps who have been skinning me. for that new #ul I'd have hurt you worse, Siddons. pathize with you, but it’s only a aA thing. sunk the knife in me several times.” oO “Tommy,” said Vance, “if you continue to play that» sort of a game, you'll lose, sure as fate. There: was not one chance in a thousand—no, ‘not one in ten~ thousand—for you to fill that hand. It was the great est streak of luck iat ever happened. : po a Seete t Lie te ““I don’t see how you came to stick in the pot,” said Seb bes “What did you discard, “A. pair Jf jacks.’ “You Aimeirtee a pair of jacks, little hearts, split at that? ‘sand! [should say anyhow 2” and drew to three One chance in ten thou- not.” “But I knew one or both of y st have me ut I knew one or both of you must have me beaten, unless were bluffing,” ‘said Tommy. “There was a possible chance for me to win by draw- you ‘ing to my jacks when I saw Siddons take two cards. But when you declined to take any, I thought it was pereecty for me to have a flush to get away with the pot.” “What good would an ordinary flush have been scoffed Siddons. against my full house?” “But you had to fill that hand,” reminded Tucker. “You didn’t hold it cold.” “L had a cold straight,” “Here it It’s tough ener a man with a cold straight is said Bramwell. is. \ driven out of a pot.” “I’m patting myself on the back,” chuckled Lee. “Evidently I didn’t have any license in that pot to start with, and I got out before it hurt me much.” “What do you mean by dealing like that?” snapped - Clark. I’m going to rip the stuffing out of them.” The “head, and “played close.” He had sense enough to . know that such an astonishing thing, or anything like it, could not honestly be repeated in one evening. ‘As a rule, Tucker was a poor poker-player.. He was altogether too anxious and too much inclingd to come in on short hands and small pairs: If luck ran against him, he grew desperate and “‘bulled the game.” , ' Still it is probable, he himself had said many times, _ that a man who was losing should play cautiously and ; refrain from plunging until fortune turned in his ¥ 4 favor. “Give me those cards. game continued, and now Tommy used _ his Lee and Clark were uphinuaily lighting fregk cig- f arettes, while Siddons puffed ms his cigar with monot- - onous regularity. Nor was of his mouth a great deal. sramwell’s pipe-stem out | The wi ene closed and the shades tig ghtly a WEEKLY. | 15 of lassitude that no amount of exercise > and a feeling could dispel. That first hand played by Tommy proved to be the most sensational of the evening. For once in his life Tucker was too cautious, and this caused him to miss In spite opportunities that he might have improved. of his care, he “peddled”’ his winnings from that time onward. At intervals Lee glanced surreptitiously at the lit- He did his best to hide any while endeavoring at the tle clock on the mantel. symptoms of nervousness, same time to keep even with the game until midnight arrived. Five minutes of twelve Tucker got a strong hand on the deal and once more found every man in the bet- ting. There were several raises before the draw, and a handsome little pot lay heaped in the middle of the table. “It’s mine,” thought Tommy. lost all my original winnings and am playing on the money 1 got from Merriwell.”’ > “TI need it, for I’ve © He was holding a small full house, three four-spots and a pair of sevens. Siddons took three card$ to a pair of aces. well drew one card. Lee followed Bramwell’s ex- ample, and Clark took. two. Tucker stood pat. . Then there was further betting, with Lee dropping . out soon and Bramwell appearing doubtful. » There ‘was little hesitation about the manner in _ which Siddons came back every time Tommy made a- raise. Finally Tommy grew frightened, for he saw the. last of his chips thinly, scattered before him, and he had but little over five dollars lett. in his pocket. He called Siddons. es Vance lay down three tens and a pair of aces. “There’s the same thing,” he said. “Can’t you ae ig “it again, Tommy ?”’ , ae _ Tommy’s heart seemed to drop back into’ his boots, ’ he admitted. a ve got a full Hons hae for all of me.’ a ; fie de Raa ky is wins, 3ramwell and Clark were likewise beaten, and’S Sid dons raked in the chips. The clock on the’ that chimed enieet, kd ie b: ack in a Pigeibe, he ad ‘Just: ‘eh the door unfastened. obody will bother ae I'm out, such 2 short time.” vite Tucker ,: arcely knew Lee had deft: he ‘was downherted and despairing, for a One n ee ee ee es Brant. a 16 TIP TOP deserted him. “Brace up, Tommy,”’ said Siddons, as Lee from the room. “Turn about it fair play. win all those big pots.”’ You can’t “Seems that I can’t win my share of them,’ mut- tered the disconsolate chap, dolefully fumbling two chips that represented what remained of a handsome pile that had cost fifty dollars. ‘Hang it all, it’s mighty hard I can’t have any luck! The Old Nick is in the cards!” said “We'll drop Lee out of “Then let me see if I can’t shake him out,” Bramwell, seizing the pack. this hand.” 3ut barely had Hugh commenced to deal when the door was flung open with such violence that the quar- tet started and turned in alarm. “Good heavens!” “Cops?” devil are they doing here?”’ “Cops!” “What the gasped Toby Clark. rumbled Bramwell, amazed. Two uniformed Irish policemen entered the room. Their manner was threatening. _ Apparently they were recent importations from the “Old Sod.” The shaded light fell strong upon the table, but the shadow was on the faces of the unwelcome intruders. Neverthe- _ Tess, the four youths at the table could see that the _ policemen were bearded and typical i in many ways of raw sons of Erin. » “Begorra; we've got the spalpanes!” cried the one in advance, as he flourished his club. ‘We hiv them, McCann!” Es “Yuss, sor,” said the other, waving his club in imi- tation of the leader, : ah “Oi told yez, McCann, Oi'd sthop the divine ay those stugents as sure as me name wur _O'Flagherity. The ‘chafe he says ‘O’Flagherity, it’s Terrance to me, says he: your duty to sthop the diviltry of them stugents.’ Oi says to him, says Oi: ‘Chafe,: Oi’'ll do it.” Gentlemin, you're all under arrist.” “Under arrest?” palpitated Tucker. “Why, great Cesar’ s ghost! You have a right to come here i ina ‘private room and arrest us.’ _“Phwat’s that?” cried OPiueheriti. crouching a Dit : and glaring at Tommy., “The divil you say! It’s gambling ) ye are, and thot’s against the law. ‘Terrance oO O’Flagherity knows his juty. That's s phwat he does. He’s a reprisintive av the law. , Now, come on, the whole of yez, and we'll take yez to the station-house.” “Hold ¢ on!” ” protested Bramwell. a ere not gam- & Fortune had lured him with her fickle smiles and then: vanished ’ and rispectable and law-abiding stugents. _he display ed the bill in the palm ne his hand.. and retreat. ft sia Ad ; he cried. get the limit; oe bhoy. WEEKLY. “Phwat’s thot?” cried O’Flagherity once more. “Do yer take me fer “W ouldn’t Clark: raise a racket. a, fool?” make mistake in that,” muttered. “say, Let’s Let’s turn out the whole dormitory. Let's give these cops the time of their lives.” ‘For goodness’ sake, no!” fluttered Tommy. “Don’t do it. If you'do, the Whole story Ww ill be out to-mor- row, and I see my finish. “We can't afford to do it,” that door, any Toby boys, this is the limit! said Bramwell. “Close officer.” “Yuss, sor,’ said McCann, as he complied. “This action is unprecedented,’ declared Siddons, attempting to assume an air of hauteur. O’Flagherity. you aprisident. a man, we'll make what we will. Eh, McCann?” said McCann. “What are you doing inside the college grounds at this “You're both off pose your beat.” . 3 Beg “Oi've taken the place av Dinnis Maloney,” oat plained O’Flagherity. “Unprisidented, is “Well, That’s é bP “OY 1958): SOF, snapped then, young hour?” growled Bramwell. €X- She chafe he says to me, says he: ‘O’Flagherity, that man Maloney is too aisy with them stugents, and Oi wants yes to take his beat and sive thim the devil.’ Oi’ve begun me duty, and Oi’ve brought McCann wid me to see thot Oi do me duty well. Eh, McCann?” . ’ said McCann. iy “But we're not making any disturbance,” said “We have a right to play a quiet | little | eame of cards in our own rooms. No New Haven — police ever did a thing like this before.” é i “Thin it's toime they did. “It's new min we are, ‘ but we're going to see that you stugints are dacent P ut wy your coats, and we'll take yes along to the station.” - “Just wait, wait,’ pleaded Tucker. “We ought to a be able to fix this.” ee He thrust his hand into his sick and found a ve: he dollar bill. Stepping quickly toward the policeman, ic NSS, SOr, Bramwell. “That's my limit,” he said; “but you can get as much out of every one of the others.” 5 Gea O'FI laghérity gave a snort of indignation and flour ished his club in a manner that made Tommy dodge “Attimpting to broibe an ‘shined av tae jae ‘eh? “Begorra, thot will settle it. Now you’ “I Eh, “McCann?” | ne 1 MeCann, <4 IR BOP ‘“‘Where’s Lee?” whispered Siddons to Clark. “If he comes back here he'll get caught, too.”’ “Never mind that,’”’»muttered Toby'dolefully. “He may as well take his medicine with the rest of us.” O’Flagherity __ contemplating on his next action. “Oi think Oi'll be after knowing the whole of yez nixt toime I want to find yez, “T nivir for- get a face. Eh, McCann?” “Yuss, sor,”’ “We'll jist take one of yez to the station to-night and rayport to the sergeant. You're the one we'll take.” With this, he suddenly stepped _ Tucker by the collar. ph yt cried Tommy you going to let these bog-trotting sack me off like this?” “Tf we try to prevent we'll make a disturbance, said Bramwell. seemed to look them all over as if ” he said. said McCann. i forward and seized desperately. “Are cops come here fellows!” and and ou know what that means,” “T can Bho Ao stand it, But Tommy was still hopeful of getting out of the if you can, Tucker.” scrape without a public exposure, and again he pro- Bee S ot. tested against waking up the dormitory. xs “Now, don’t yez be after making any ee x me bhoy, ” commanded O’Flagherity savagely, as he, waved his club in front of Tommy’s nose. do, Oi’ll have to crack your coconut a couple of toimes, “Av. ye and whin.Oi do that Oi crack hard. Eh, McCann?” “Yuss, sor,” said McCann. : | “Open the dure, open the dure,” .commanded | 0 Flagherity. “We'll take this disperate rascal out E av here at wance. ‘Troied to broibe an officer of the law, did yez? It’s a criminal offinse, so it is.”’ ~ McCann opened the door. es CHAPTER VIII. TOMMY TUCKER’S GRANDMOTHER, - Almost before Tommy realized it, he was hustled outside. The door closed and he.was swept along the corridor and down the stairs between his captors, w ho now seemed to be in a great hurry. He soon found mself beneath the stars, with the officers rushing ae He was ot fear- ful of the punishment he caste receive for being ht in a capmeraes: but the ee ses bees ge h ently across the campus toward the Elm Street 3 ‘Tucker. WEEKLY. would that The truth would come out and every one would know had horrified him, as he knew what mean. he secretly broken training regulations, which had’ been the direct cause of his poor playing on the He would be the team laid off for but fired for good. Bitterly he blamed himself for his misfortune. He saw how the first step had been taken against his bet- ter judgment, baseball-teain. fired from —not merely a time, and how it had led him onward and downward to this. Merriwell would learn the truth at last and would be filled with contempt for him. That, perhaps, was the bitterest pill of all. In a daze he found himself upon the corner of Elm and. College Streets. 7 McCann. “Yell take him to the station-house, McCann,” was saying, “Oi'll ramain on me beat. for the spalapene. O’Flagherity was speaking to he Look out Don’t let him get away from yez. * Hold him toight.” said McCann. 5 “Don't forget to tell the sergeant that the thafe av the world tried to broibe an officer.” To Ss, S08, - “Yuss, sor.’ “Tt’s back to me beat Oi’ll clane up these stugent rapscallions. We'll Ve'll tache thim hurry, now- to rayspict the law.” “Vuss, sor.” As O’Flagherity, evidently well satisfied over his achievement, proudly departed and disappeared ‘into the shadows, Tommy made one last hopeless apres to McCann. “You're going to ruin me,” he said. “IT don’t*sup- about that, but it’s mighty tough on me. I’m not minding being fined for card-play- ing; it’s not that. It’s something a hundred times worse than that. Can't we fix this up somehow?” — “Oi have to do me duty,” muttered McCann thickly. “T must say you have a queer idea of your duty. If I had more money I’d try you again. Say, [ll raise more fnoney.- I'll give you fifty dollars to let me te You can divide with O’Flagherity.” McCann shook his head slowly. © “You won’t take it? Well, then, I’ll have-to take my medicine. It will break my—my—grandmother’s. heart.”’ 4 “Your. grandmither ?” muttéred McCants oe nae “Poor old pose you Care a rap “Yes, yes," ‘said Tommy chokingly. woman! She’s all I have left “Oi had a grandmither wance,”’ said MeCann. py “You den’t know what you're doing,” choked “You don’t. sensei it. — ime iy ee « 18 TERR FOP He was not surprised that the policeman. readily permitted himself to. be drawn toward the church- On these steps Tommy sank, burying 8 steps near-by, his face in his hands. McCann sat down beside him. “Oi had a grandmither wance,” he repeated. sobbed Tom- At the age Both my parents took. me. -She was J had to sell night I used to “My grandmother is all I have left, my. “I’ve had a hard life—a hard life. of seven I was left an orphan. died, and my old grandmother ' poor, but she took me, just the same. newspapers to make a-living.. Every carry my money home, to my -old grandmother and pour it into her lap. ‘Then she, would put her 'trem- bling hand on my head and say: you're a good boy, a fine boy.. You're the pride of my ‘Tomniy, Tommy, - heart; the apple of my eye.’’ MeCann choked and coughed. Moving one of his hands slightly, Tucker peered sidewise at the pglice- man. “On my word, I believe he’s sniveling,” thought the’ eX little rascal. “I’ve got him going.’’ - Then, in the most pathetic manner imaginable, ri Tucker told a weird tale of his early struggles against pov erty, with only his poor grandmother to cheer him on. He elaborated the yarn in the most fanciful-man- ner, adding little effective touches here and there, tell- ing how he had saved his pennies until at last he had secured enough to buy a small piece of real estate, _ which had later been sold for sufficient money to carry _ him,through college. He explained that his grand- - mother had been extremely | anxious that he should have, a college. education, and had given a every encouragement to teste and | strive-for 1 ‘ “But it’s all up.now,”. sobbed tears rolling down his cheeks. “It was a mistake for us to think I had enough money to take me through ni college. I saw that it would be gone, every cent of -it, before I could finish my course. That’s what led _ me into gambling. | For'a time I was lucky.’ I won, and I sent my winnings, as much as I could spare of them, to my deat old grandmother.” Rate ey “Thot was roight,” said McCanw’ huskily, foine bhoy you were to do: ic aye cay Alans “Bat luck turned, luck tired? continued | Taeker. “Lately I’ve been ‘up against it. to send. her a cent. ning to-night. That's why you found me in that . That’ y you aie me there, : a was, play ce to weep in a twinkling. as crocodile ite a” I haven't been able— I thought. I might make. a win- WEEKLY. apparently much af- McCann choked and eurgled, fected, for his shoulders were shaking with emotion. “T may as well tell you everything,” Tucker day I had a letter from granny. I went on. “This very « didn’t realize just how bad her situation was until | can quote it-word for word. It My [ have not Fido, your little dog, read that letter. | ‘Dear fingers are growing numb as I write this. says: Tommy, I am dying of starvation. tasted a morsel for three days. in a bone three days ago, and we gnawed it ‘That last. weak to survive,,and one hour brought Poor Fido ago he died in my armis, kissing my hand with his poor cold tongue. I together. was the was . too shall never forget the last farewell look he gave, me with his eyes. spare room to-morrow or next day, and my wish is » Tom- > 99 that we may be buried in one grave. Good-by, my, apple of my eye and pride of my heart— (yee At this point “Sthop, sthop!’ Oi had a grandmither wance!” Neither of them seemed aware of the approaching of a pedestrian until he stopped close by the steps and McCann broke down entirely. he entreated. “Oi can’t standyit. — peered at them sharply, é‘Tucker!’’ he cried. there ?”’ It’ was Dick Aerawell “Tucker, what are you doing Ae CHAPTER IX. DICK TO THE RESCUE, Tommy saw Dick through a mist of tears, but ‘he ee: wi wee Not so McCann. cop wailed: . “Oh, the poor bhoy ! the eRe bhoy! his grandmither! Wringin his hands, the Trish, g toirely, of her seen Boo! ast hoo! | | too+the little dog ‘do be dead. y uss, sor.’ Dick seemed to be very much astonished. ‘ “This beats all!’ he muttered. “Tucker, - troubles are piling up like mountains, First it’s yout ‘ _ sister, then your brother, and now it’s: ee : grand: mother.” : “And the little ae Peabats er sbied McCaint Mnof ene ing: with emotion: | } ans Pe a We'll be found dead together in this) — eke ke “And you even find it necessary to hunt up police- said Dick. muttered the unfortunate men to share your sorrows, Tommy,” — “— didn’t hunt him up,” little chap. \ “He hunted me up.” ; Merriwell placed a hand on Tommy’s shoulder. “Come with me, he said. “You shouldn’t be wandering around the streets at this hour, little bed. ° It’s the Cann. “And “Come, ‘“Hould on,” like a bugle and wiping his eyes with a huge colored “Oi can't let the bhoy go.” old fellow. Come to my room,” anyhow. You should be in your Grief: must have affected your fhind.”’ saddest story Oi ivir héard,” moaned ,Mc- Oi | Tomy,” iad ‘a grandmither wance.’’ urged Dick. objected the officer, blowing his nose handkerchief. “You can’t let ae NO, SOL.” “Why “He's me prisoner. “Your what?” “Me prisoner.” “I’m afraid | “Merriwell,” rest." ~“Tmpossible !” pobtS _ Dead silence fell on the little group. him go?” not?” don’t understand,” said Dick. spoke Tommy sadly, “I’m under ar- » straight goods, old chap.” A breeze came 5 up across the Green and rustled the young leaves of the old elms. in the distance. upon the grass of the broad, open square, which eemed too highly colored for real grass. Over ‘Church Street the court-house, the Law School, and, the City Hall stood dark and silent. Lights were still gleaming i in the Tontine and Hublein’s. A trolley-car c mbed around the bend of Chapel and Church. Mid- | way on the Green stood the three churches in line, with their spires pointing heavenward. Far away some exuberant student . was © tunefully whistling,” “Flere’s to Good Old Yale.” Mesa “Under arrest?” Dick finally muttered. “And I: find Aad here, eee your tears with THOSE of your A few lonely pedestrians could be seen The electric lights lay cold-and white on a: a sympathetic harritt O1 have,” atmounced ‘McCann. “Oi’m sorry for the poor lad, but Oi have. do me duty. O’Flagherity he says to me, says he: T ke him to the station-house.’, And to the station- use Oi’ll take him, begobs.” to ee “But what has he been doing! etal 7 efore Tucker could speak McCann answered: ate Pra e _ officer and flung him headlong upon the LJ , turned, WEEKLY. 19 ‘Impossible!’ cried Dick Tommy, I can’t believe it! grief on your mind!” “I had to do something to relieve my feelings,’ mumbled Tucker. “I was desperate, old man—deuced desperate.” . once more. “Gambling? And with such a load of “Why ‘didn’t you come to me?” “Oh, T’ve bored you enough with my troubles.” McCann rose, clutching Tucker’s arm and pulling him to his. feet. he announced. Merriwell,” whispered Tom- ‘can't you get me out of this somehow?” Without answering, Dick fell in beside. McCann, who was between himself and Tommy. They had not Merriwell suddenly tripped the “It's to the station we'll go now,” “For goodness’ sake, my, taken ten steps before sidewalk. “Run, Tommy!” he cried, grabbing the little chap and starting him up College Street. “Hould on, ye s roared McCann, as he flounderingly to get up. They were off like young colts. Around the corner they went, and away up College Street. At the next corner Dick turned to the left and they sped along Wall. Reaching’ High, Merriwell again turned to the left, urging Tommy on. Behind them they® could hear the officer coming’ at.a floundering run and wildly calling for them to ‘In the shadow of the Divinity School Dick grasping Tucker’s shoulder. he cried. “We fooled him. He’s He’s gone sitaigit along Wall He must be a near-sighted -cop.” s the greenest thing that ever came over fons Erin,” panted Tucker: “Why didn’t he sound his’ Why didn’t he call for help?” “No time to speculate on that now,” “We want to get to our rooms in a hurry.” spalpanes !”’ scrambled “sthop.”’ “By George!” gone by the corner Street. “He’ Old alarm? said Dick. Passing the gymnasium, they cut across to the cam-_ pus, and reached the dormitory in safety. When they were inside Merriwell’s room, Tucker dropped ona chair, mopping his perspiring face. “Oh, ginger!” he gasped. “This has in a tough night. How did you dare do it, Dick?” “Do what ?” “Help me give the uae policeman the si.” _*You were a friend in trouble, Tommy.” — “Where’s Buckhart? Is he asleep?” “No. He went out to make a cal fi evening, : an he hasn't returned yet.” | : - Dick spoke the truth. 4 - muttered. _“T suspect you. 20 Ti? TOP Suddenly Tucker looked at his companion inquir- ingly. “What were you doing wandering along Elm Street at such an hour?” he inquired. “Perhaps I went out to look for Brad,” answered Dick. “Perhaps I couldn’t sleep until he got back. [ know we're all supposed to be in bed. We're break- ing rules by prowling around at such hours.” Bs “I know that,”’ nodded Tucker; “but how can a man in my position go to bed and sleep?” “It seems that, afflictions are falling upon you thick and fast, Tommy,” squarely in front of chap steadily. “So your grandmother is dead, Tommy flushed to the roots of his hair. _“I had to tell'that cop some sort of a yarn,” “I was trying to arouse hisysympathy, know, and I certainly had him going some when came along. Why, the chump was blubbering choking and weeping to beat the band.” remarked; Dick, placing himself Tucker and regarding the little eh?” he you you and “And you were crying, too, tears in your eyes. : Tommy grinned in a sickly amanner. “Just a little fine acting on my part,” he explained. “When I want to, I can turn on the sprinkler beauti- fully. re “And you haven't lately” lost. a mother } z “Hardly that.” “Not even a little dog?” — “No, not even a little dog.” “Tommy! . s me 4 “Dick! Bee inch ea Wie t Heavens! is it possible you have beak deceiving me, you little rascal? How abc ut your sister, ill with the pneumonia in Boston? How about - | your older brother, just up from Typhoid and stranded in Seattle? Tucker, tell me the truth.” Tommy swallowed a lump i in his throat ae prompt Tommy. There were beloved grand- ie CCAR R. aa CAR FORCING THE eas Tes“, be é “Oh, that’s s all right that's dead straight, old ss | low,’ "he declared. “You don’ t’ think Ae nee to you, al my r oe ee ie, if " oe, WEEKLY. intentness that the little chap fidgeted and. stammered and actually writhed in distress. “How about this gambling?” was Dick’s next ques- tion. “The Irish cop said he had arrested you .for that offense. “I—I was—playing—playing a penny-in-the- slot machine over at the Night Lunch Cart.” What were you doing ?”’ It was Dick’s. turn to gasp. prevaricating little rascal and teeth rattled. ™ He felt like seizing the shaking him until his “Playing a penny-in-the-slot machine?” he finally managed to say. Ye-yes.” ‘And the cop pinched you for that?” “Oh, chump.”’ he didn’t know any better. He’s a. perfect “Tucker !” ““Wh-what is it, Dick?” “You're lying.” : “On my word-———”’ “Stop—stop right where you are, Tommy. You're lying, and you know it.” Now, , far enough. Perhaps you can fool me once or twice, — but you can't fool me right along, and’ you ought to i I ‘want you to tell me the truth, and you're going to do it. I'll find out the truth, rest as- sured. If you lie to me, it will be your misfortune, — That cop said you weré gambling. What sort of a * game did he find you up against ?” . know it. Now, Tommy continued to squirm, wildly shckiie to det ° vise some sort of a story: ret would appear probable _ to his inquisitor. | — “Now, quit that!” ordered ‘Dick. “Give me the | truth. Out with it. this time, Tusker. What sort of a game were you , playing ?” CEN a Cai ee . The miserable little ate heaved a deep sigh. ee _ “Poker, ” he murmured dolefully. LS alin ~ Poker, ‘eh! ? Now, that sounds more like this: truth, Tucker, You’ ve got seer chance to tell it all wath playing ne . “In South Middle.” sk ae ae - “In South Middle, eh? ‘Who Wh 2” a a i “Bramwell, Siddons, Clark, and. Lee.” aan “A fine set of fellows for you to be ath : oe ba ‘gitaicetlfanies.” said Merriwell, with withering scot “You were playing poker at: this hour, when, accor ing to rules, you Wert to, be AePDIOg were yout’ a iXe re Lotte) | Gel this thing has gone _ Nothing but the truth w ill go. s eS ae Be: | TIP DOr a a _ “How long have you been up against this sort of a game?” “O-oh—not long.”’ “How long?” “Why, I began playing at eleven o’cloc “T don’t mean that. nights have you been playing poker with that crowd?” k to-night.” How many other “This is the first- oer Phe truth, Tucker! It won’t do you any good to “Confound it, Merriwell! Any one would think you had a right to put me through the third degree. You're treating,me as if you regarded me as a culprit or a criminal.’’ “Only culprits or criminals may be justly arrested.”’ “But there wasn’t any in that. What do you think of it, Dick? On'my word, two mucky Irish cops broke right into Bramwell’s room and caught us - in the midst of a game. justice mM Of course I didn’t want the story to get out, for that would be:the dickens for me. So I:tried to bribe these cops. I offered them . money to let me sneak. The blockheads weer take ~ the money, but, instead of that, they took me.’ “Very interesting,” said Dick scornfully. ‘“Now,. you ‘d be proud to have it become known that you were . pinched while playing poker with a bunch like that, wouldn't you?” _ “Oh, hang it all! you know as well as I do that the cops have no right to break into a dormitory in such a manner. . It’s something unheard of.” mn ‘Apparently that made no difference with them. If this thing gets out, Tucker, you'll be benched—you'll be Jaid off a while, and Drew will fill your position on the nine.” | | ic) ; vy Don't I know it? ba don’t have to tell mie, Fes ge Tp ‘would setve you right.” “Perhaps | that’s so,”” admitted the perspir ing idtiow: “You've been following up that game for some time, ‘Tucker, and you’ ‘ve been losing money.” “How do you konw?” | cHipw do I know ? Haven't, you borrowed consid- - self. have it. some time, and _ at ae, steadily. WEEKLY; 2i and so we her she was a little girl, we took to calling Mamie.”’ “You don’t say! Tucker, Tommy. , you're the champion har. You're the limit, “Oh, Dick!’ “Your brother out at Seattle is a myth. You haven't any’ sister You’re an only child, Tommy.”’ Tucker fell back on his chair with a helpless gesture. His face was burning and his eyes could not meet Merriwell’s steady gaze. “Tommy, continued Dick “but until recently you have your failings,” quietly, yet scornfully ; I didn’t sus- ae pect that one of them would prove to be lying to me. e stood ready to Whenever you've been in trouble I’ve give you a helping hand. I fancied I could trust you. = 4) I’m sorry to find out that I was mistaken.” es Tucker longed to sink through the floor. “It—it was*he—the meanest thing I ever did, Mer- riwell,”’ he admitted chokingly ; “but I was in a des- perate corner, and I couldn’t tell you the truth.” ay hy couldn’t you?” Jecause I knew what you would think. Because I knew you would call me a chump and refuse to let me have money.” You obtained money from in order 0 gamble it away “And so you lied to me. me under false pretenses with a set of cheap college sports.” There was unspeakable scorn and contempt in Dick's words and tone. “Please don’t speak that way,” “It hurts! It hurts likes blazes!’ “I’m glad it does,’ (glare Tommy. was the pitiless retort. “dt ought to hurt, Tucker. A joke i is a joke, but there's no joke about this. It’s a serious matter, and you s know it. . You've betrayed me and you've hurt your-_ A fellow who deliberately lies to his best friend hurts himself more than any one else. He dulls his conscience and his ‘moral sensibilities. He lays the | ‘foundation for further and greater deceits, which may _ eventually become real crimes. I fear you’ve gone 2 too far, Tucker. I’m afraid you're irreclaimable. i think the time has come when Vl have to cut you: out.’ y; ‘ ‘ et Fsd Hs 3 Uma ‘ “I can't blame you if you do,” groaned Tommy aes I lied to you, Merriwell,. old fellow. It was a dirty ‘thing to do. You want the truth and you hall ve been up against. that. poker-game a 22 Eee would turn and put me on my feet. I vowed to my- self that I’d quit if I ever got square.” “And you're just the sort of a fellow who never quits of his own accord. How do you expect to get Square when you're playing poker cheats?” “Sharks and cheats? fellows play a dishonest game?” “JT haven’t a doubt of You’ve been a sucker from the first. They lured you into the game in or- der to\drain you, and you wer hand over your own money and all the money you could raise by deceit and lies: I can’t look at me, Tucker.” with sharks and Do you mean to say those e just chump enough to don’t: wonder you “Oh, soak me, soak me!’’ muttered the culprit, rest- ing his elbows on his knees and burying his face in his hands. “I deserve it. Still, I think about those fellows. 1 don’t believe, they crooked game.”’ om know they do. pete VOU.” “Sometimes Bramwell has been the winner; some> times Siddons.”’ “Bramwell is too dull and slow to put up cards, but Siddons isn’t. . That fellow is light-fingered, Tommy. He can deal a crooked hand. But it wouldn’t do for ~ him \to be the winner every night, and so at times he has given the winning cards to Bramwell. They've stood together to trim you and other easy marks like 4 ae Lee. I think they've even gone so far a& to beat their own friend, that cackling little dough-head Clark. There was no chance for you to get even, Tommy. You’ve made yourself something little less than a thief in order to raise money to hand over to those sharks.” Once more the tortured chap groaned. Suddenly he straightened up, crying: | “Tf T could prove it, ’d—I’d —» '“What would you do if you could prove it?” | “Well, I'd make them cough up. I'd raise merry Wn thunder with them.” “And hurt yourself worse than any one nied youre wrong play a Tell-me who has won from have enough money left between theni to pay you back what they’ve beaten-you out of. If you row over it, the story will leak. Henderson would find it out. It would go to the head coach. Every one _ would understand why you ‘ve been putting up such a ‘Totten game of late. You'd play no more baseball this tr. If you were dropped from the, team under such The eS will do me good, Tucker, ; You can’t make them cough up, because it’s doubtful if they - nistances, you're just weak-minded enough to go. how I’m going to scrape along.” WEEKLY. You’ve hurt your- i self, and you’ve come near hurting your team. If . we'd lost that Amherst game, it would have been your fault, and your poker-playing would have caused I’m glad I finally compelled you to tell the truth. If you had not told the truth to-night, J should have told | you what I knew about it. The only comfendable e You've got to listen to it to-night. thing in your conduct was your refusal to play with Rutgers Colton.” Tommy jumped as if pricked. he gasped. Re, mind how I learned the truth, but I knew the whole wretched story when + — “How do you know about that?” “I know all about it. Never I demanded it from your lips. I gave you that last to opportunity own up.” “Opportunity! muttered Tucker. “You had me cornered. I had to own up.” “And now,’’ said Dick, “I’m going to give you the opportunity to Pree that you've a little manhood tert.” CHAPTER XI. DROPPING THE DISGUISE. & 4 “What do you mean?” “What sort of a chance?” asked Tommy, looking up‘ “If you behave yourself in the future, I’ll keep your secret. Cut out that bunch of fellows, cut out poker, | i and show that you have some self-control and horse- sense.” cae “How.am I \going to pay my bills?’’ gong pas z 7 “How much do you owe?” es “Well, including what I’ve bor rowed from you, it. ; must be pretty near four hundred dollars. I don't. know where it’s coming from, either. ~ 1 stuck to the | game hoping I’d win enough to pay up and put mie on my feet. I couldn't see any other show for me.’ : “If you had told me ‘truth in the first place, you would have found me ready to help you within rea- sonable limits.” | Ln) a “But I can’t.expect it from you now, ne man. es know what I’d ought to dé; I’d ought to get. out of — college and go to work. I will go to work this sum mer. I'll pay every cent of that money somehow Fs sak that sounds at Tucker, I og! you mean it.’ : In the meantime I don't see. / “T do—I swear I do. “Tf you. will just convince me by your gate? Ne. “havior that yess mean vasliies Pr I] ne ae, get along.” TIP TOR ‘That's asking too much of you, Dick. I’m heart- ily ashamed of myself now. I can’t accept any more money from you, for goodness: knows how long it will. be before I can square up.” “Give me your promise that you'll square up some day, and I'll trust you. limit of late, but I'll friend in distress, and he'll det me have enough to keep us both out of the poorhouse, Tommy.” ‘Tucker's chin quivered a little, but he controlled it _ by setting his teeth hard. There I’ve run over my own money write my brother that I have a were tears in his eyes now, and they were genuine. “You're the best friend any fellow ever had, “Merti- well,” he declared. " long as I live—I swear it! But what if those Irish - cops make further trouble? They spotted every one ‘ of us in Bramwell’s room. sad said they’d know : us. all next time they saw us.’ “Even cops may be fixed if you go about it right, Leave that matter to me. ; Tucker. Now, you go to -your room and turn in. From this night on you're _ going to behave. To-morrow we'll talk this matter over further and make arrangements so ‘you can meet 3 If Bramwell’s turn them down. your debts and hold your head up. gang seek to inveigle you further, Tell them you'ré done with poker and with them.”’ “I will!” vowed: Tommy, rising to make a grab at Dick’ Ss hand, which he squeezed with all his strength. “How can I express my-———” “Don't try to do it. If you want to miss Buclchart | you'd better skip. He’s liable to! come in any mo- eae ‘ pes ea Me j ommy skipped, and less than two minutes after his ture the door of Dick's room parity case to ad- “ey | . to my countenance. I'll never lie to you again as * some traces of spirit “ing. Just look at Buckhart. way we did,” WEEKLY, 23 tion | Both Why, that little whelp can lie faster than a horse can trot. to be buried in the same grave! Say, Dick, how did you make that lightning change?” McCann. was Brad Buckhart in disguise, and his make-up, applied by Merriwell’s skilful hand, was a ~ thing to admire beyond words. | “IT didn’t lose much time, did I, Brad?” chuckled Dick, as he “T had to hustle, andI see I didn’t get all the grease-paint off my surveyed himself in the mirror. face. Fortunately, Tommy didn’t inspect me closely, or he would have discovered daubs of it still clinging I had everything ready, and ‘did | the lightning transformation act in a hurry. Here’s gum under my chin now, and I came near removing off.” Lee sat down on choked. : “Say, you fellows nearly scared me into fits,’ he ‘Why When I stepped. a patch of cuticle when I tore those whiskers ; a chair and laughed until he confessed. “Why didn’t you put me on? didn’t you let me know your game? out of Bramwell’s room) and saw you waiting in the corridor, made up like cops, I nearly fainted. hea Dick hadn’t spoken just as he did, I believe I’d have ~ jumped back into the room and raised an alarm.” ST saw what you were going to a said Merriwell, “so I grabbed: you just in time.” | a ete ? | “Tt was ia a You certainly had hat: bunch go- He nk listened at the door; said Bertie. ser than a circus. : Why, I wouldn’t know \ him if I met him in broad daylight. How in the world ‘ can you ‘make: any one up that way, Merriwell?” Cees 3 ya $ not such a trick, when you know how to do it.” 3 uk nT didn’t do much talking while I was in : “But ‘my Irish brogue is a whole lot rotten,” Buckhart, Bramwell’s room. I let Dick do the chinning. And, 3 say, but he has the most beauti ful sik b ever F hear¢ ‘Tt sounded like the real thing ty TT ee 4] had some doubts about pulling that trick of ca Mer viwell ; “but ye made it 24 TIP TOP close inspection of us, pard. What have you done with young Ananias?”’ “He’s gone to ved, humble and repentant. He's promised all sorts of things.’’ “Waugh!” exploded the Texan. “You can’t trust him. I wanted to hand him a punch in the jaw while we were sitting on the church-steps and he was tell- ing me that pathetic yarn about his poor old grand- mother. One time I was sure he’d get on that I was laughing.” “When I showed up, you were both crying beauti- fully,” said Dick. “Oh, yes. little rat was weeping’ hogsheads of tears. He’s depend on a word he says.” but I think Tucker-is thoroughly I’d laughed until I had to cry, and that ¢ thought he’d start a freshet. the limit, pard. You can’t “Perhaps not; ashamed of himself now, and I have confidence to mane that he will reform and cut out poker-play- ing.” . The night, and departed. CHAPTER XIi. THE LAST BLOW. Dick Merriwell had just started. to undress for bed — when there came a sudden banging at his door. Lee, in a great flutter of sxtitement, was admitted. “They're going to do ay ommy up!” he cried.” “tg Re Buckhart, in his shirt- sleeves, appeared from the bedroom. | : ‘‘What’s that?’ he demanded. “What are you gi v- _“They'v ve foread him. “td fight Rut “Colton,” Bertie. an= Good ~ he took the hint ves It was the night before the Dartmouth game, and you want to stop it, you'll have to be lively.” ae said “Forced Tucker to 5 fete Rut Colton: me came ine credulously ee ae to éat uke up.” Rae oe is big “<— TIP TOP ] heard him say he’d put Tommy out of condition for the game to-morrow. It started in Hampton’s room. Siddons told Tommy that Hampton wanted to see him about something. Tucker went there and found Col- ton. They locked the door on him. He-couldn’t get out. Then he told them all what he thought. of them. Gee, but he did pile it into them! When Colton made some talk to him, he didn't leave the fellow in shape “of anything. Say, it was an awful roast! He gave ae Colton the worst tongue-lashing I ever heard. He was literally frothing ke was so mad. When they held Colton to keep him from punching Tucker, Tommy urged them to let him come. He was crazy —plumb crazy.” “Well, what about this: fight?” asked Buckhart. “Of course Hampton wasn’t going to have a rough- house in his room. They've fixed it up to meet in 1 an old warehouse on Hamilton Street, down by the gas-works. You know the place, perhaps. It’s been condemned by the city. They’re going to tear it down.” “The idea of Tucker fighting Rut Colton!’’ said - Dick. “What do you think of it, Brad?” “He sure has more courage than judgment,” said. _ the Texan. “Colton will beat him up good and plenty.” “Do you know just where the old warehouse is, Lee?” } “Sure,” . said Bertie. “Buckhart, get into your policeman rig. Lucky we hayen’t taken these ae back to the costumer. _ The Way he dashed on Be rouge and Bat» in neh of crape hair he quickly | formed some whisk- eee | y spirit eure. Then a turned ns attention to) + = ny a box of ahd aes and went at his room-— oo lina was “tittle short He marvelous. | With » which were attached _ to the Texan’s chin and WEEKLY. O28 “Great work,” applauded Lee. “You're a wizard, Dick.” Merriwell was too breathless to make any retort. It seemed that no more than ten minutes elapsed be- fore both he and Buckhart were in full disguise and ready to follow Bertie. “Now, if we can get through town without being arrested by real policemen, we’re all right,” said Dick. “You go ahead, Lee; we'll follow a short distance be- hind you.” 3 Fortunately for their plan, they encountered no sus- picious policemen on their way. Following St. John Street, they made their way down into that dark sec- tion of the city in the vicinity of the gas-works. Lee waited for them in front of the old warehouse. ‘“They’re here,” he whispered, as the disguised boys came up. “I saw a gleam of light on the second floor. But this door is fastened on the inside. How are we going to get in?” Buckhart tried a window. “Here we are,” he said. “Just hold this up while~ I crawl in.” | | ) Dick held the window, and Lee gave the Texan a boost. Brad quickly fastened the window up and reached out a hand to his companions. ‘They made some noise as they scrambled in, but, listening, they heard overhead the sound of suppressed voices and a movement of shifting feet. ; “They’re up there!’ hissed the Texan. “They. haven’t heard us yet.” The window was lowered, and. then in the darkness the. lads sought the stairs that would enable them to. reach the floor above. Once Brad stumbled over a box, and growled softly, having barked his shins. They found the stairs and mounted them, At. the’ ; Enea of the flight they paused, looking around. Thess: dusty windows of the old warehouse admitted very UH ae tle light, but still it was enough for them to make out. : something of their surroundings. E vidently that floor was divided into two rooms, one of which was at the ; rear of the building’, Through the cracks of the par a faint gleam of oS Uhey. ane heard | suppresse ed lamatic ‘tition they caught here and there « light. TOP abr | TIP thud of feet, and something like dull blows. There was a thump, and some one was heard to exclaim: ~“Gee, what a wallop! He's down and out.” He's “No,” said another voice, “he’s getting up. got sand.” By this time Merriwell had found the door between those two rooms. But when he attempted to open, it, he discovered it was fastened. “Give me room, pard!” hissed the Texan. “Let me - 4 esa Saas get against that door once! Brad against the door with terrific force. backed off and charged; flinging his. body The rusty. clasp that held it was torn off, and the door flew open. By the light of an old lantern suspended from the . ceiling, they beheld a scene that made Dick Merriwell’s friends were there 4 ° . « f ® > > blood boil in his veins. Bramwell’s to the last man. They were standing around watching the fight between Tucker and Colton. In some re- spects the match resembled that between David and Goliath, but in this case David was getting the worst of it. Colton, scratch; but T ommy ’s face was battered and bleeding, ‘in his shirt-sleeves, did not betray a and there was blood upon his white shirt. Never- A theless, the little chap had fought like a tiger. Even as Buckhart smashed the door, Tucker gathered him- . ‘self, after being knocked down, to leap at Rutgers. Ae The crash startled those caetk, ane per turned in fs alarm. Migs Sa a | Sue “Cops! cops!” was the Cry ar gi ee ; ac v vies, | ? you whelps !” On changed club in hand. cops, roared Brad, as he Hugh Bramwell attempted to dodge, but the q Test, Bight him a: crack that sent him to the floor. . Merriwelf went after Siddons, who str tet apainge: Toby Clark in his effort to escape. Then Siddons- : got his. | Right and left these two fellows lay about _ them with their clubs, and such an attack was not to” be withstood. a moment. een a eid WEEKLY. W ell, although half-stunned, managed to drag himself to his feet, stagger t and crashing down the stairs. Tucker wiped the blood from his face with his shirt- sleeve, seemmg to recognize his rescuers. “You've got me,” he panted, swaying in his tracks. “IT won't try to run, for I can’t.” He stopped, peering curiously at Merriwell, who had lost his helmet and his wig in the fray, and whose whiskers, hastily gummed on, had become partly de- tached. ’ “You seem to be coming to pieces somewhat, Mr. | O’Flagherity,” Dick put an arm around Tucker a box, on which the little fellow sank. “Tommy, you little fool,” he said, gasped Tommy. know enough not to fight Rut Colton you had ought to.’ : get a thrashing. “Go ahead—go ahead, Dick,’ whispered Tucker, as” he fell over against Merriwell’s shoulder unconscious. s ot * x * e/a ete In ‘spite of what had happened, Tommy Ticker! played in the Dartmouth game, and played well, too. His face brutal fists; but Colton was even worse off, for in jumping from that window he had sprained an ankle and broken an bore the pans of Rut Colton’s arm. was laid up, having fallen on the street, according t to. his statement, and sustained a severe Bi besten us| head. i aus } THE END. The Next Nutnber (632) will Contain Dick Merriwell Watched } » Dividing Sato Ploaakit Memories—The The: Story - of eee ‘Wonisn-—The hrough the door, and go tumbling’ “if you don’t — I’m tempted to finish Colton’s job. as It: was’ likewise reported that Hugh Bramwel a 1% and helped him to i ie ae In a Sahara Sand-storm. ; , During the preceding nights the .sirocco had been blowing hard, without, however, causing much disturbance. But now an atmospherical revolution broke upon the camp. A fearful bluster aroused us from sleep and terrified the horses. Blast followed blast; our tents were terribly shaken, while the wind grew to the force of a cyclone. camels groaning. Everybody was awakened, and all were obliged to take/a fran- tic hold of the tents from thé interior. pitch the tents more securely, sand. Showers of sand were beating upon our tents like heavy rain. The more courageous men were inveighing against the imper- _tinent element which had interrupted their sleep, and was blowing down their flimsy shelter. fearing imminent destruction. All desperately to their tents to prevent them from being carried away; but, in spite of their efforts, all the tents, one after another, were blown down. Each man underneath grasped frantically at one side of his - canvas house, and rolled it round his face for protection against the sand. The camels, despite ‘their groaning, were little injured by the gritty whirlwind, and seemed to be quite accustomed to it. Their | incomparable vital strength enables them to stand the sorest privations and the severest weather. They live; indeed, day and night in the open air, and are fed and watered every three days, thus becoming inured to every hardship and stress of rapidly The horses were neighing and the Some tried to get outto but could not stand the whirl of Others were terror-stricken, were clinging weather. The horses felt the violent pelting of the sand quite differently, As they were standing up they offered more hold ,to the fierce wind, and could resist less than the camels, which always lie when at rest. They became distracted, and kicked frantically against their invisible provoker. Finally several horses broke loose, and, blinded by the sand, ran against the tents, tumblifg over the men and falling upon them. : -» Screams and struggles ensued, increasing the disorder and con- a fusion in the camp. Those who knew not the cause of these cries were prompted to go out and see what was happening. Finally the horses got up unaided, and were captured by some of the Arabs, who, better accustomed to this kind of hurricane, were groping and crawling along with their faces covered with a - drapery. After two hours of struggle, calm succeeded in the ctveenaotire, and peace in our camp, I went out to see the effects of the storm. ~The dawnewhich faintly appeared through the dust-clouded space threw a gloomy light upon the camp, revealing the overturned tents with the human forms underneath like white shrouds cover- ing corpses. The sand was heaped up against their bodies: and had_ filled all the interspaces between the men lying under the same tent, leveling a surface almost smooth as a table at the height of their shoulders. I went up to the animals and found the horses sniffing and neezing, while the camels, - covered with sand, in perfect quiet. borne the brunt of the storm. Enveloped in their drapery, the Arabs were site. on ‘the They seemed to have bravely ground, with legs drawn up and bodies leaning upon the backs’ of their camels, as upon a pillow. One of them, hearing me, raised his head, and, unrolling his drapery, gave me a long look, /“Have you not been frightened?” I said to him. “At what?” he answered, as if astonished at my question. ANE what! I repeated, amazed. “At what has just happened, of course.” “And what has happened? at ielcad bie ‘indifferently, -. *DPid you sleep so deeply that this fierce tempest could not awaken you?” ‘Is this peculiar weather for you?” rejoined be nae this’ not peculiar weather for you?” I demanded, | en itself fall upon your head to surprise you?” e roar of the ghabilih—siroceo—and the groan of iis camel. xo sounds familiar to tts since birth,” he answered. i founded’ oy such stoicism, J ee to my He wonder a little farther on, were lying, partly Maat - never think of Helde.t on, = it is aOR. for th oP til cee. stand ee ; Rd Bice WEEKLY. 27 ing what such people would not be able to endure. . They are truly hardened and toughened in every respect, deaf to the suf- ferings of others, dumb to their own, inured to fatigue, and insensible to hardship. When I arose at daylight and looked round, I could scarcely realize that I was awake. The plain wore quite a different aspect. Those large waves of sand-that I had noticed the previous day had disappeared. A dune, fifteen feet high, had also been re- moved, and several of the eminences had been reformed a few miles farther on. Many tents had been torn, and the sand had penetrated through every seam in the knapsacks. The pack-saddles and loads of provisions had disappeared al- most entirely beneath the sand. Several boxes weighing eighty pounds had \been rolled a distance of two hundred feet and partly broken.. However, aside from the three men who had been stumbled over by horses, and hurt, no one felt any serious conse- quences from the sand-storm. a a ODDLY OBTAINED. A curious method of obtaining horses is practised by some of the Indian tribes. It is called on the plains “smoking horses.” If a tribe decides to send out a war-party, the first thing to be thought of is whether there are enough horses at hand to mount the warriors. If, as is.often the case, the horses of the tribe have been stolen by other Indians, they decide to “‘smoke”. enough horses for present needs, and to steal a supply from their enemies at the first opportunity. When this decision is reached, a runner is despatched to the nearest friendly tribe with the message that on a certain day they will be visited by a number of young men, forming a war- party from his tribe, who require\horses. On the appointed day the warriors appear, stripped to the waist. [hey march silently to the village of their friends, seat themselves in a circle, light their pipes, and begin to.smoke, at the same time making their wishes known in a sort of droning ghant’ é Presently there is seen, far out on the pl: ain, a band of horse- men riding gayly caparisoned steeds) ‘fully equipped for war. ‘These horsemen dash up to the village, and wheel about the band of “beggars” sitting on the ground, in circles which constantly grow smaller until, at last, they are as close as they can get to the smokers without riding over them. ‘Then each rider selects the man to whom he intends to present his pony, and, as he rides around, singing and yelling, he lashes the bare back of the man he has selected with a heavy rawhide whip until the blood is seen to trickle down. If one of the smokers should flinch under the blows, he would not get his horse, but would be ‘sent home on foot and in disgrace. At last, when the horsemen think their friends have been made- ' to pay enough in suffering for their ponies, each dismounts, places the bridle in the hand of the smoker he has selected, and at the . same time hands lim the whip, saying : “Here, beggar, is a pony for you to ride, for w hich I have left - my mark.” 2 = After, all the ponies have been presented, the “beggars” are ~ invited to a grand feast, during w hich they are treated with every consideration by their hosts, who also load them with sufficient for their homeward journey. distress and shall come to ange Benes with them. ‘a ———— EXPLAINED. ' The mechanism of the leg and foat of-a “chicken, or ae at ® that roosts on a limb, is a anarvel of design. strange that a bird will sit on a roost and sleep all night without ; falling off, but the explanation is perfectly simple. | Gi The tendon of the leg of a bird that roosts is. so iraaged that when the leg is bent at the knee the claws are bound to contract, and thus hold with a sort of death-grip the limb around which they are placed. Put a chicken’s, feet on your wrist, and then make the bite sit. down, and you will have. a practical illustration on your skin that you will remember for some time. By this singular ar ment, seen only in birds that roost, they will rest comfortal em to food The braves depart with ~ ‘smarting backs, but happy in the possession of their ponies, and _ in anticipation of the days when hae friends shall be in similar It often seems - 28 TIP. TOP on oe Daan LI for the Aniétican Yotth rs tinh SS NEW YORK, May 16, 1908. TERMS TO TIP TOP WEEKLY MAIL. 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Standish, that appeared in his letter to Tip Top readers in No. 480, the following loyal Tip Toppers-have won for themselves a place on our Honor Roll for their efforts to increase the circulation of the King of Weeklies. Get in line, boys and girls, and strive to have your name at the head of the list. Grover A. D. Hill, Ohio. A. Raymond .Kluseman, Kansas. J. H. Park, Jr:, Texas. A. W. Allen, Texas. : #314 Robert J. Collum, Mississippi. Harold Paul Cauldwell, Indiana. Marx H. Schonour, Penn. Marion S. Pfluges, Penn. Marie Allen, Maine. Douglas Ogilvie, Conn. The names of other enthusiastic Tip Toppers will be added from time to time. Send in the result of your efforts to push the circula- tion of your favorite weekly and win a place on the Roll of Honor. APPLAUSE. Owing to the number of letters received, the editor of Tip Top cannot undertake to secure theit publication undet six weeks. Those who contribute to this department must not expect to see them before that time, 1 SPECIAL NOTICE—There has been such a continuous call for the series of Tip Tor postcards which we issued about two years ago, that we have reprinted the set, and any boy who writes us, telling why he loves Tip Top, and what the magazine has dogs for him, as well as what he is doing to increase its circulation, will, upon request, receive a set of these fine cards free by mail. _ Write early, as the supply is limited, and may not last long, and be very sure to addr@ss your letter ‘‘Tip Top Weekly, Post Card Offer.” Not having seen any letters from this city, I thought I would try and let you know, that there are also some readers of your glorious “Tip Top’ here, as in every other place. Of all of the characters Ivlike Dick. the best, then Frank, and Brad third, and of course all of the, rest.' I have read the “Tip Top” from No. 235, and am getting all back of that as fast as I can. I am also glad to say that I have tread most of the Medals, and have quite a number of them bound in cloth. Enclosed find a stamp, for which please send me one of your brothers WEEKLY, 1 lip Top” and Medal Library catalogues. Hoping to see this in print, and not wishing to take up too much of your valuable space, I will close with three cheers for Street & Smith and Burt L. Standish. A true “Tip Topper,” C: A. CRAIG. The catalogues have been sent. We hope you will continue to enjoy your weekly treat for many years to come. “er (A letter from Georgia.) I have been reading “Tip Top” now for about four months, and like it fine. I work just over a soda-fount and news-stand, and about four months ago I bought one of the “Tip Tops.” I had to smuggle it around home because my parents do not like for me to read cheap boys’ publications as a rule, but as the “Tip Top” is so different from all the others, I did not feel that I was doing wrong. If you have the “Tip Tops’ in bound form, I would like you to send me a catalogue. Yours truly, IRA MAYFIELD. You are right, “Tip Top” is absolutely distinct from every other boys’ publication on the market, and we have stamped this fact resolutely on its face now by gtving it a clean and artistic magazine cover. You need not fear to show a copy to your father and ask him to read it through. discerning, he will recognize the valuable qualities of such read- If he is a man who is ing for boys, who must be supplied with fiction of some. sort. The great secret with Burt L. Standish’s work is that he knows how to please all boys with stories of sport, humor, and school life, and at the same time arouse the latent desire to make the best of his opportunities that almost every lad has’ lying within him. His influence over the great army of boys for the last There is not to-day; and possibly never will be, another writer of juvenile stories possessed ot: such remarkable drawing-powers. You can find all about bound copies of “Tip Top” upon the last page of our cover. twelve years has been ‘unprecedented. Having read the king’ of weeklies for about four years, I thought I would write to Applause. I think “Tip Top” is just great. Burt L. Standish is a, fine writer. I wish I knew a boy like Dick Merriwell.. I used to like Frank’s flock the best, but now I. like Dick’s. I think Dick is just grand. .I admire Rob Claxton very much, and next to.Frank I like Jack Diamond. So you see I like the boys from the South. They have a very gentlemanly. way about them. I have just finished reading No, 620. I can hardly wait for the next one. I think June is the girl for Dick. I have persuaded twelve girl friends to read “Tip Top,” and they have promised to get. their brothers and friends to read it. I will close, wishing Burt L. and S$. & S. success. “A Country Lass. Jamaica, Long Island. : That is the influence we desire above all things—the backing of girls who recognize the great and subtle power for. good lying in these Merriwell stories, if only they can get their interested. It usually only requires a little coaxing to get a boy to read one copy, and then the rest is easy, for you generally have to hunt up all your back numbers to satisfy his urgent Oliver Twist demands for “more.” “Tip Top” thanks “A Country Lassie” for her cheering words. (A letter from Ohio.) Having read your king of weeklies for some time, my en-, thusiasm. seems to be getting the better of me. I feel as if I must thank Burt L. Standish and Street & Smith, because those stories are making more of a man of me than I ¢ould ever have been without them, and I can speak the same for many of my friends. I have induced many boys and girls to read the Frank and Dick Merriwell stories, and it seems as if when once started you cannot stop. Mr. Standish has a charm over mie, and he must be a very level-headed man, to write so many stories without exhausting his source of material. I Frank “the best, but he holds himself in check more than an ordinary boy c@uld possibly do. Dick is more natural, and I like him as much as Frank. I couldn't get the one m which Frenkywas married. Will you please tell me what number it 13? { am doing all I can+to circulate these weeklies. All I can say used to like . tania = ee, ne ge te as PR, “Ok oe Ne ce ee ee ey ee en ~ tt = ot oe PA a ee eee > eee —_Fy Pr AS tft 4 7 hee Xb. - tes ee tk Gok te ee ae bok » everything on the pike.” TiP = AOR is that they are the finest under the sun, and others cannot begin to compare with the m. Again thanking you for the many hours of solid comfort I have received from reading these stories, and the manly spirit you have stirred up within me, I remain, as ever a reader of ‘lip Top.” Percy PIepMoNT. No. 481, “Frank Merriwell’s Great Day; The Crowning Triumph of His Career.” What yqu asked for in another part of your letter has been forwarded. or, (A letter from Ohio.) T have been a reader of “Tip Top” for over eight years, and T have good cause to believe that there are more than a few loyal “Tip. Top” readers in this town. I have a father and mother, a sister and four brothers, all loyal readers now. As to how 1 Jike them, I can only say that they cannot. be beat. 1 will not take the space to name my favorites, but I like Frank and. his backers, better than Dick and his backers, but they are both model young men. My way of pushing “Tip Top” donating to friends. In one case I only donated three “Tip Tops,” and asked him how he liked them, ard he said: “They beat Now he is a steady reader of the king of weeklies. With best wishes to Street & Smith and a long life to Burt. L. Standish, I will close for this time. I remain, A Pusher of the King of Weeklies, i Grover A. D. Hitt. You have indeed been a zealous worker, and we take pleasure Sate n placing your name among those “Tip Top” delights to honor. (A ‘letter from Maine. ) ‘Having read your diamond of weeklies for eleven years, and not. seeing any letter from this city, I’ thought I would write. “ Words fail to express my admiitation for the writer of. such .. stories, and I am doing all I can to help it along. I-have suc- ceeded ip getting six readers who look for the “Tip Top” as eagerly As I do. I have not one word to say about the char- acters, as “they are all fine. Well, as I am already taking up too ‘much of your valuable space, I will close, with hopes that this escapes the greedy waste-basket, and a long and prosperous life ; Burt L. and S. & S., I remain, An everlasting reader, Harovp, F’. Marston. P. Bp aPaciiskd find stamp, for catalogue. Catalogues have gone forward, and we know you will find a host of good reading between their covers. Your words of praise spring from a full heart, and we need not be told as to whz it a poopie. and benefit * Te ee has been to roe May (A letter from Ohio.) the t have long read the best of all weeklies, T take the greatest pleasure in expressing my feelings toward “Tip Top.” I had _/always when a boy been taught to leave all novels and weeklies and not read them; but about three years ago while living edo, Ohio, I got out of employment, and, having nothing or to read, I stepped ‘across the street’ to see a friend to if he had something to read. At the time he was g “Tip. Top,” and he handed me one, saying: have a few more.” Since then TI have been a constant. reader of “Tip Top.” At this time of writing I am visiting my and have brought some thirty-odd_ stories m to read, and to Say, the least they are very enthusiastic them. are Mi Standish’s writings ba characters are Seuetis: T have played no favorites, and like them all. Then to show how well I hem, will say that on January 22d there came to my home of babies, and. then in looking for a name I devided to e hoy Dale and the girl Inza,,and started to bring them hardy | children*as possible; but as the climate is so le, it has had its bad effects.. I carried my little Inza/ ave the 14th day of this month. With regrets I will eed to close, a as this is my_ ois letter and is so long T can expect to. see it in print in “Tip Top.” With ‘many ip Top,” Burt L. and. nBtreet & Smith (may they. up he 00d work always), ‘a remain an ardent. reader, -E BAUMEISTER. with our edie: friend, but. trust that young ead many a ae Fee, himself, gt Brow: ft was by talking, and’, “Tf you like. along for What can I x to increase my weight? oa WEEKLY, 29 | QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS, EDITED BY oes FPOURMEN. NOTICE—So many inquiries reach uS each week concerning the various manuals on athletic development, which we publish, that we have decided to keep a list of them at the head of this department. Any number can be had by mail by remitting ro cents, and 3 cents postage, for eagh copy, to the publishers. FRANK MERRIWELL’S BOOK OF PHYSICAL DEVELOPMENT. THE ART OF BOXING AND SELF-DEFENSE, by Prof. Donavan. U. 8S. ARMY -PHYSICAL EXERCISES, revised by Prof. Donavan., PHYSICAL HEALTH CULTURE, - - -by Prof. Fourmen, Pror. FourMEN: | Being a constant reader of the “Tip Top Weekly,” I take the liberty of writing you this letter. [ am a baseball-pitcher, and the last year my arm hurt me after I had pitched a game of nine innings. My age is 16 years; weight, 105 pounds; breast, 34% inches; calf, 12% inches; wrist, 714 inches; weeks 1244 inches; waist, 33 inches; breast, 34% inches; biceps, 1734 inches; records are, standing broad jump, 8 feet ; t; running ai jump, 17 feet; high:jump, 5 feet 6 inches; 100-yard dash, 10 seconds. Please ‘answer my letter and name some exercises for me, as I am training for a jumping-contest. Yours truly, : Joun JAN. Chicago, II]. You probably strained your arm too much, This happens to the best of pitchers. Take good care of your working wing. I would advise you to purchase a manual of athletic develop- ment, when you can fréeat yourself with little difficulty. Pror. FourMen: The following are my meastiremeiais:” =aINaly advise, through the “Tip Top Weekly,” where I am’ defective and the best exercises to remedy such defects. Age, 22 years; height, 6 feet 2 inches; weight, 190 pounds; neck, 1514 inches; biceps, 11/4 inches, and 14 inches flexed; forearm, 104 inches ; waist, 7 inches; shoulders, 19 inches ; chest, 38 ‘iaotads and 41 inches. Reach, 76 inches, finger- tips to finger-tips; waist, 35 inches; thigh, 2114 inches; calf, 16 inches ; ankle, 11% inches. Trusting I may have the pleasure of an early reply through the columns of the above named paper, I am, yours respectfully, Chicago, J, C. Brigut. You are IO pounds overweight, and 4 inches too, large about ~~ the waist, while you lack 2 inches in chest measure. This lack of proportion can all be made correct if you start in a course of severe systematic gymnastic exercises, reducing flesh, adding to lung capacity, and hardening your muscles; You could aache 3 make yourself a splendid specimen of physical manhood. (A letter from Iowa.) l am a constant reader of the ‘ ‘Tip Top,” and, It has taught me, to do right, and I cies ty Pror. FourMEN: it helps me very much. got about five boys to read the “ as follows: Age, 13 years; TipTop.” My measurements are height, 4 feet 10% inches; weight, 82 pounds ; thighs 16 inches ; ca Lives, 12 inches; ankles, 914 inches; | wrists, 514 inches; waist, 26 inches; chest, normal, 28 Nest ‘ chest, etmided. 30 inches. I play b basketball and baseball. Can I be an athlete, a and how? Your best friend, Orvitte Ke emus. Ww eight and chest are gilt-edged. / Of course you can deck athlete if you keep going, and abstain from Ta aes tebaece, ‘ pape Four) (EN : 1 am taking the bers of atin yout, as he have never wiitten before, and trust I. will see this. in print. My age is 16;) weight, 117 pounds; chest, forced Son raat 20% inches; height, 5 feet 8 inches. 1 Do ree think I can ane my chest. measure, by using _dumb-bells and. Indian clubs? - oe am sist is ‘Tell ‘how I can increase my wind. 4. ve catarr ‘weak Can you give me a remedy ‘for ther oer: Do yor ” tor pounds, and am 13 years and 6 months old. 1. . . Le sh weight, “130 pounds; inches; waist, 27 inches ; . Pror. Pavia: We. are his young falions, starting to ‘Suit 3 inches. 30 OU: Leena there is any danger in my case, as I only have it slightly? Tell me what you think of my make-up in general. I do a great deal of boxing, and a very little running. I am good at both, but I haven’t got the wind to back me up. Do I stand any show of ever becoming an athlete? From A Massacuusetts Boy. Bridgewater, Mass. 1. Yes, and add deep- breatiiny exercises. 2. Eat nourishing foods. 3. Only by systematic training. 4. ‘If you have a weak eart, I would advise you to do less boxing, and try some exercise better calculated to avoid violence. I wouldn’t worfy a particle about the chances of consumption. (A letter from Victoria, B. C.) Pror. FourmMen: As I have been a constant reader of “Tip Top” for over a year, I take the liberty of asking you a few questions, which I hope you will kindly answer in “Tip Top.” My measurements are: Age, 15% years; height, 5 feet 614 inches; weight, 140 pounds ; neck, 14 inches; shoulders, 19% inches : chest, normal, 311% inches; chest, expanded, 3414 inches; biceps, normaly 1o inches; biceps, expanded, 12% inches; forearm, 10 inches; wrist, 714 inches; waist, 30 inches; calf, 1414 inches; thighs, 19 inches. Are my measurements good? What am I built for? My records are: 100-yard dash, 11 seconds; running broad jump, 14 feet 2 inches; standing broad jump, 7 feet; ran 8 miles in 134 hours.” Retire at 10 o'clock, rise 6 o'clock. Do not drink coffee or smoke. How are my chances to become an athlete? Thanking you in advance, I remain a loyal “Tip Topper.” Wut Moore. You are almost 20 pounds too heavy,.and your chest lacks con- siderable of being up to the average, which should be 35 normal. Try to remedy these things. ,I think lots of gymnastic or outdoor training would benefit you greatly. Do this, and there is little doubt about your. becoming an athlete. ’ Pror. FourmeN: As I am a constant reader of “Tip Top,” I take the liberty~to~ask .a. few. questions... The=following are my measurements: Age, 14 years; height, 5 feet 34 inch; chest, nor- mal, 30 inches; expanded, 34 inches ; waist, 28 inches; calves,’ 13 inches ; ankles, 9 inches; thigh, 18% inches; forearm, 9 inches: _ biceps, 11 inches; neck, 13 inches; wrist, 6 inches; weight, 106 pounds. 1. What are my weak points? 2. How can I secure a book on athletic development? Do you keep anything in that line? Yours truly, A CALIFORNIA ADMIRER’ Hayward, Cal. : 1. Measurements almost perfect. for information about our manuals. ” 2. See the head of ‘this page ) ey (A letter from the “Old North State.”) _ Pror. Fourmen: Having read the “Tip Top Weekly”. for a long time, I take the liberty of asking you a few questions. I weigh How is my weight? What are the correct measurements for a boy my age? Do you think I would make a good football- player? What posi- i _ tion? Hoping to bear from you soon in “Tip Top,” yours truly, on, EDGERTON. — I should imagine your weight is good for a boy of 13, but you | fail to give your height, which is essential. For a boy of § feet. 4 inches it would be splendid, but not so good for one 5 feet 8 _PRor. Fourmen :. ‘ments should be: Age,’ 174% years; chest, normal, Will you kindly tell me what these measure- height, 5 feet 8 inches; 36 inches; expanded, 38 Thanking me T remain, is JA. ie calves, 14% inches, rgit, Mich. Ten pounds short, and 1 inch lacking in cliest measurement. Not so bad. a can aN make yourself er *. at 5 a 4 { ctr. ther Tate, but Senge late. than never, | 8 17 years of ches _ expanded, 33 inches; jheigh 5 feet 9 inches. ‘my weak points ? weeklies,” clined to be a bit round-shouldered. How can I stop Wat biceps, 11 inches; flexed, 1214 inches; : B.’ - ‘gvinches. ~ WEEKLY, waist, 30 inches; weight, 145 pounds; height, 5 feet 8 inches. Have ordered a punching-bag and pair of 1%-pound dumb-bells and 144-pound Indian clubs. Haven’t arrived yet, but will have them some time before this is printed., Till you let us know, will use them as follows: Bag, clubs, and bells, 5 minutes each. Run of a mile or more, and any other exercises you’ have recom- mended from time to time for the strengthening of certain parts— and deep breathing in the fresh air-as much as possible. Neither of us drink, or use tobacco—account of “Tip Top.’ Please plan out a course for us and let us know through your Ne in, STip “Lop.” Yours truly, H. B. and J. K Cascade, Ia. Your best method would be to lay out a schedule after consult- ing a manual. Do not try too much at first, but increase the ex-. ercise as-you become more fit. Dumb-bells and clubs are good, a punching-bag excellent. Chest is what you need above all things. A young man 5 feet 8 inches in height should measure 37 inches normal. Add am inch for a felldw 5 feet 9. _ You can get there by bulldog persistence, and in no other way. cert letter from Colorado. ) Pror. FourMEeN: I am a “Tip Top” reader, and would like you to give me some points on my exercise. Age, 17; height, 5 feet 3 inchés; neck, 13; wrists, 6% inches; forearm, 9% inches; biceps, normal, 8% inches; expanded, to inches; chest, normal, 28% inches; expanded, 32 inches; waist, 29 inches; thighs, 17 inches; calves, 12 inches. These measurements were taken while stripped. Have no bad habits. No disease but laziness. I like long walks. How would bag-punching be beneficial to me? Have I any show to become an athlete?) What exercise should I, take? uv Outs: truly, FrANK RILEy. Certainly you can become an athlete if you work diligently, on > build up your chest to 32 inches and decrease your waist-line to You now have the girth of a 5 foot Io _ 25%4 inches, normal. athlete. Get into harness with a vim, son, and in six months you will be proud of the change. ; say it is just pure laziness. fod j } 4s Pror. Fourmen: As I[ am a loyal “Tip Topper,” I take the liberty of sending you my measurements. Age, 15 years ;\height, 5 feet 3 inches; weight, 108 pounds; neck, 12 inches ; ‘ehest,: 7 normal, 284 inches; expanded, 31% inches; waist, 26 ‘inches: ; thighs, 17% inches; calves, 1214 ‘inches, ! My legs go in slightly at the knee. - Will you please tell me if there is. any _ way to remedy this? 2. How are my measurements, and what are Yours eee panes a Lar ee Mass. . Not unless you pitt yourself in? hee hands of a surgeon, an Sealy wear some sort of leg-brace.e Sometimes — horseback riding will cure a mild case of knock-knees. | Most cowboys - cline a bit the other way, and often”; appear slig ghtly bow-le 2. Your weight is good, but you should measure 32 inches a the chest. You can gain all you lack if you get a manual and set to w ork ‘dat grim determination. Six months would do- ‘it. ula (A letter ee iach cette ) Pror. FourMen: As I am a constant reader of the “cing f I would like to ask you a few questions: 1. I am. like to run. What will make me a good runner? 3. Will 1 affect me any? I am 11% years of age, weigh 82. seine’ height is 4 feet 10 inches; mY shoulders ape 15 inches ; chest, tracted, 29 inches; expanded 3114 inches. My waist is 27 inc my hips, 27% inches ; ‘my calves, 1114 inches; my neck, 11 inch my waist is 5% inches: ‘my ankles are 9 inches, and my = Hoping to receive an answer, I remain, Fiat: he _ Yours _ ERARD ( fee military discipline—walk erect, and never elasae in a ph ec your head thrown back. Exercise alone, will make you a ~ runner Roig tna just aghtp es, slgndid.. 3 stg f moderation. Se aE ate IMs x ; I guess you hit it right when you Mies Nie I am ven fond Br: * athletic games, with the rr of basketball. —< | —_ a ek ket ee PS ee TIP TOP WEEKLY. . Pror. Fourmen: I would like your opinion on the following inches and you will be all right. Certainly you can become an measurements: Age, 18 years; height, 5 feet 214 inches; chest, — all-round athlete if you care to undertake the task of training -- normal, 33 inches; expanded, 35 inches; shoulders, 42 inches; How ¥h Gated haa he ce Wee ‘att Ares lab Tt bass “nec ok, 13 inches: wrist, 614 inches: forearm, 1014 inches; biceps, of it. Not ung is gained without CONStANE abor. he grandest “10 inches ; Haxed: 12 inches; waist, 2% inches; thigh, 19 inches; piano-player in the world could not hold his own without hours ~calf, 12% inches; ankle, 9 inches; weight, 135 pounds. My mus- — of exercise every day. : cles are hard. Am I too heavy? Is my chest measurement all 4 ay Z — right? What position should | ,play in football? 1 have played Pror. FourRMEN: I have been reading “Tip Top” ever since I full and half. How can I develop a good throwing arm? I do was old enough to read it. Here are my measurements: I am “not use tobacco, liquor, tea, or coffee. Is postum good for any 14 years old, 5 feet 4 inches in height, weigh 99 pounds, calves, ‘one? Please aiswer my questions, and | will be much indebted. | 13 inches; chest, normal, 31 inches; expanded, 33 inches; thighs, I play all games excepting basketball. Yours truly, 20 inches; biceps, 101% inches; forearm, 10 inches; waist, 29 ; iad. So ONE. inches ; wrist, 7 inches. I play baseball and football. I play half- — Ypsilanti, Mich. . back on a foothall-team. Am I in good condition to become a ; ; runner? I remain a true t weigh less than 110 pounds, but your chest is above : Sete , You should weigh less than 110 pounds, y he above New Wotle City the average. I should think you could stand a lot of hard athletic y gs 1 d f : . T : es; but a.cc . shes re ane fi - work that would cut down your avoirdupois. The substitute for 4 x 1.couple of inches more of lung capacity would add to your staying-power. coffee can do you no harm if you can make it properly. Lack ate “err ‘Tip. Topper,” Epwin Murpry. of space prevents us from giving a series of baseball articles. (A letter from Rhode Island.) Our columns are very mtich crowded. ® Pror. FourmMEeN: As | have been reading the “Tip Top” for a long time, | thought I would like your opinion on my measure- ‘ sii hn Reals merits. I am 16 years old, and I am 5 feet 1 inch in height; Pror. Fourmen: As Ihave been reading the “Tip Top”. for weight, 93 pounds; shoulders, 34 inches; wrist, 6 inehes: neck, some time, I take the liberty of asking you a few questions. jy inches; calf, 11 inches; ankle, 8 inchés; biceps, normal, 734. _ Here are my meaatir ements : : Age, 14 years 9 ead weight, 140 inches ; expanded, 834 inches; forearm, 8 inches; thigh, 16 inches ; ey! pounds ; height, 5 feet 7 inches > chest, normal, 34/2 inches; ex- chest@normal, 27 inches; expanded, 2914 inches. lf you will tell panded, 37% inches; calves, 15 inches; neck, 14 inches ;' wrist, 7 me what my weak points are‘and how I can develop them, I will. inches; waist, 30% ‘inches. I play left half on a football-team fe very thankful to you. I remain yours truly, : ean third base on a baseball-team, although I am left-handed and Josern A. Crase. desire to pitch, I can run 60 yards in 7 seconds flat. How are ; : my measurements? Can I become an all-round athlete? Hopinge | You do not seem to have any weak points, son, and if, as I you will grant this favor, I remain, yours respectfully,.C. T. S. 9, presume, your habits are regular, you can easily kéep in finétrim eee Dino: by a short daily stunt of gymnastics, or enough manual labor to Build up: chest measurément two © satisfy the demands of your nature. Ae two teams which, at the end of the season, have the highest average—the members of which a the greatest number of games, score the most runs and have lost the least number of games, wil! be declared the winners. Of the two winning teams, the one having the higher average will be declared the TIP TOP CHAMPIONSHIP TEAM OF THE ALL-AMERICAN BASEBALL TOURNAMENT FOR 1908, _ and will receive a beautiful silk pennant bearing a suitable device. Each winning team will receive a full ~ equipment, consisting of trousers, shirt, stockings, shoes and \cap for nine members, Is this not worth _ working for, hoysf. 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