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"I tell you, I shall miss Oak Hall a great deal. I shall miss our friends and also our enemies." "Speaking of enemies, I wonder what ever became of old Job Haskers," said Phil. "I don't know and I don't want to know," came from Dave. "I never want to see that good-for-nothing teacher again. I am glad, on account of the fellows left at Oak Hall, that the doctor discharged him."
The concert was divided into two parts, with fifteen minutes intermission, and during that time the boys from Oak Hall and Bert walked around, the former looking for Job Haskers. But if the former teacher of Oak Hall was present the boys failed to locate him.
"Why not go out West with me? It will be much safer there, I am sure." "My funds are low." "I'll stake you, as the miners say." "How much money have you?" asked Job Haskers, a bit more hopefully. "Enough to take us both West. I made dad come down he sent the money order this morning, and I just got it cashed.
When Dave Porter returned again to Oak Hall he found himself considered a great hero. But he bore himself modestly, and settled down to hard work, for he wished to graduate with honors. His old enemies were now out of the way and for this he was thankful. But trouble for Dave was not yet at an end. One of the teachers at Oak Hall was Job Haskers, a learned man, but one who did not like boys.
"Do you think so?" asked Job Haskers. "All right, I I am ready to go. But how are we to find our way back to the town?" he asked, helplessly. "We'll have to follow the back trail," answered Link Merwell. Being used to ranch life, this being in the open did not daunt him as it did the former teacher. "Come on, let us get our horses and be off!" the youth added. "It is getting too hot for us here!"
Isn't that right, Haskers?" asked Link, coolly. "I I presume so," answered the former teacher, nervously. He had dropped his hands, but Sol Blugg still had his weapon handy, and the sight of it was far from comforting. "Had a row, did ye?" asked Blugg, curiously. "Yes. You see, Blower wanted to run things to suit himself and we er we didn't see things quite that way.
"He is very bitter and so is Job Haskers. They'd put themselves out a whole lot to give us a black eye, so to speak." "Oh, I know that." Much disturbed, the three youths returned to the house, where Roger put his map and papers in a safe place in his trunk the one he was to take on the trip West.
"Oh, I see, all right," said the man, and passed on, to hunt for customers elsewhere. When the man had started to speak his voice had carried into the reading-room, and much surprised to think others were so near, both Haskers and Merwell had gotten up from the couch to glance out of the window. "Well, I never!" gasped Merwell. "They must have followed me after all!" groaned Job Haskers.
"Well, I er I had a little to do with the organization," stammered the former teacher. "You are a regular stock-broker, I presume, Mr. Haskers." "Yes, that is my business. But I don't deal in ordinary stocks I handle only those which are gilt-edged and big money makers," added Job Haskers, with a flourish. "Been following the business for some years, I presume." "About fifteen, all told.
The youth had a clew against Job Haskers, and in the end proved that the wild man was guilty and that the instructor knew it. This news came as a thunder-clap to Doctor Clay, the owner of the school, and without ceremony he called Haskers before him and demanded his resignation.
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