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Updated: July 28, 2025
This machine, it had been decided, was to remain at the college garage, in care of Abner Filbury. Abner was now driving, so that the boys were at liberty to do as they pleased. "Let's give 'em a song," suggested Stanley, and the boys sang one college song after another, the tunes being caught up by those in the other turnouts. Thus they rolled up to the railroad station in Ashton.
"Parks says he took three notes, addressed to Richard, Thomas and Samuel Rover. He says he went over to Brill this morning with them and gave them to a man named Filbury." "Filbury, eh?" said Dick, naming an old man who worked around the dormitories. "Well, we didn't get them, and I am very sorry." "So am I, Mr. Rover," said the teacher. "Do you know how long the young ladies will be gone?"
"What do you mean?" asked the student named Washer. "Let us get in the lead on the rope, and run the carriage down to the river." "Say, that's just the cheese!" chuckled the other. "We'll do it. I think old Filbury deserves something for reporting us as he did." On and on went the carriage, but at the turn in the roadway it was suddenly hauled over the grass and between some bushes.
"We'll get there in plenty of time unless we have a breakdown which I don't expect." "Don't be too sure of that. This carriage is none too good. I said so when Abner Filbury brought it around for me." "The wheels do appear to be somewhat shaky," remarked Sam. "We miss the biplane, for making quick trips," returned Tom, with a sigh. "We ought to get a runabout an auto runabout, I mean."
"Speech! Speech!" came another cry. "Filbury, can't you say something about Brill and this glorious victory?" "Never mind the victory," came from Tom. "Let him tell us about how to pass our examinations without studying." "And how to get credit down in town without paying any bills," put in another student, who, evidently, had hard work making both ends meet.
This was kept in one of the new garages on the place, which was presided over by Abner Filbury, the son of the old man who had worked for years around the dormitories. "Is she all ready, Ab?" questioned Tom, as the young man came forward to greet them. "Yes, sir, I filled her up with gas and oil, and she's in apple-pie order." "Why, Tom!" broke in Sam, in surprise.
"They could not tell. They said they would send letters after they arrived home." This was all the seminary teacher could tell, and a minute later the Rovers said good night and left. All hurried from the grounds in deep thought. "We must find Filbury and see what he did with those letters," said Tom, and his brothers agreed with him.
Let me see. Yes, I got them, and one for Mr. Flockley, too. I gave him all the letters. He said he'd hand 'em to you." And apparently satisfied, Filbury resumed his work on the light. "When was this?" demanded Sam. "About eleven o'clock. I hope it's all right. I would have delivered the letters myself, only I had a lot of work to do."
And then, of a sudden, he took to his heels, burst through the crowd, and hurried toward one of the college buildings. At the same time, Filbury started to run for one of the stables. "Say, Tom, that was rather rough," remarked Sam, after the two had disappeared. "It sure was, Sam. I didn't think they would run the carriage into the water like that." "It was Washer's and Lamar's fault."
And without stopping to argue the matter, Tom ran the automobile to its garage. "Back, safe an' sound, eh?" questioned Abner Filbury, as he came forward to take charge of the machine. "Ab, you look out that some of the fellows don't take this car to-night," warned Tom. "There ain't no cars goin' out less'n I've the correct orders for 'em," replied Abner.
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