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"You are not badly hurt?" queried our hero, sympathetically. "No, but if I catch that fellow I'll give it to him good," grumbled the young westerner. Both now left the barn and made after Caven and Malone. Once they caught sight of the rascals, moving in the direction of the railroad tracks. "They are going to catch a train if they can!" cried our hero. "I hear one coming."
Somebody had spoken of inviting Jim Caven to the feast, but no one cared particularly for the fellow, and he had been left out. "Perhaps he'll tell on us," suggested Larry, but Frank shook his head. "He hasn't got backbone enough to do it. He's a worse coward than Mumps was."
"It's a freight most likely," was Bill Badger's answer. He was right, and soon the long line of freight cars hove into sight around a bend and on an upgrade. Far in the distance they beheld Caven and Malone scooting for the train with all speed. "They are going to make it," sighed Joe. "Too bad!"
"If that mine is valuable I'm going to have it!" cried Gaff Caven. "He can have his money back!" and the rascal who had overreached himself began to pace the floor. "Maybe he won't take his money back." "Then I'll claim the mine anyway, Pat and you must help me." "What can you do?" "Go out to Montana, just as soon as the weather is fit, and relocate the mine.
So the talk ran on and Joe at length got up to take a look at the two men. They were Gaff Caven and Pat Malone. At once our hero drew out of sight again. "How can you get the best of Vane, Gaff?" asked Malone, after a pause. "There is but one way, Malone." "And that is?" "Can I trust you?" "Haven't you trusted me before?" "We must " Caven paused. "We won't talk about it in this public place.
"Do you mean to say the shares are valuable?" demanded Gaff Caven. "That's the size of it." "Who told you this?" "Nobody told me, but I can put two and two together as quick as anybody." "Well, explain." "I was in Philadelphia when I ran into that hotel boy, Joe Bodley." "What of that?" "He had me arrested. Then they sent for Mr.
The Irish lad also struck out, but the blow fell short. Then the two boys clinched. "Break away there!" cried Frank. "Break away!" "I'll break his head!" panted Caven. "How do you like that?" And he held Tom with one hand and hit him in the neck with the other. The blow was a telling one, and for a brief instant Tom was dazed. But then he caught his second wind and threw Caven backward.
"I'll meet you another time," answered Caven, and walked rapidly away. "What is the row here?" demanded George Strong, as he strode up. "Nothing, sir," said one of the boy. "Some of the fellows were wrestling for possession of that spade." "Oh, I was afraid there was a fight," and Mr. Strong sauntered off.
They pushed on harder than ever, and passed in among some tall trees. Then they came to a tree that was bent over. "Up you go," cried Caven, and gave his confederate a boost into the tree. Then he hauled himself up. "Now climb to the top," he went on, and Malone did as requested. Caven followed suit, and both hid themselves among the thick branches.
Caven rarely showed any money of his own. With the coming of spring the cadets formed, as of old, several football teams, and played several notches, including one with their old rivals, the pupils of Pornell Academy. This game they lost, by a score of four to five, which made the Pornellites feel much better, they having lost every game in the past.
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