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Updated: May 11, 2025
J. Jervice didn't send after you," said Will. "It's been his busy day. I just read about it in the evening paper. Excepting that it was funny I wondered what excuse they had for giving it so much space. But I now see why it is important. Look at this!" He handed Glen the paper folded back to a column headed: "Peddler in Wrong Pew."
Jervice has had to pay a five dollar license fee, all because he loved you so and wanted to see you safe home, he'll be apt to look for you." "He'd better not come near this house," declared Mrs. Spencer, energetically. "I'll give him a piece of my mind if I see him, I can tell you." "I surely hope he'll come," said Jolly Bill. "He deserves all he can get." But neither Jolly Bill, Mrs.
They say Indian cave an' think Indians have hid treasure there; why not?" "What makes you think the cave is between our camp and the top of Buffalo Mound?" "Didn't you say Jervice man stuck his thumb over so shut out your look. What he do that for if cave ain't there?" "You jump too quick, Chick-chick. I'm not sure there's a cave at all.
"That was a awful crack you give him." "He's all right and able to be about," Glen assured him. "I'm sorry I hit him." Neither Glen nor Jervice knew that Matt was not only able to be about but was at that moment within ten feet of them, being, in fact, just that distance above their heads in a tree which seemed to him to offer such facilities as wild bees might desire in choosing a home.
"I reckon ye ought to know the car an' the man too. You was expectin' to see this man Jervice, wasn't ye?" "We were after we saw the car," Glen agreed. "Now, don't ye reckon that mebbe, seein' the man at a distance like an' being as you was expectin' to see Jervice an' the big man, you might just imagined they was what you saw?" "No, sir. It wasn't possible to be mistaken.
It had a driver's seat in front and a closed car behind like the closed delivery wagons Glen had seen in town. Bright colored letters announced to the world that J. Jervice supplied the public with a full line of novelties, including rugs, curtains, rare laces and Jervice's Live Stock Condition Powders. "Can I help you," volunteered Glen.
Newton hurrying up he decided on still more active measures, and scampered away as fast as his pack and the undergrowth would let him. Jervice was decidedly peeved with Glen. This escaped reform school boy, who should be just the same to him as ten dollars in the bank, had made for him nothing but trouble. J. J. seldom cherished grudges it was poor business, being bad for one's judgment.
There was a new bond of fellowship between them, a bond which Glen would have found it quite impossible to state in words but which was none the less genuine and fixed. This bond was to mean much in the next few days for they were to be days of peril and adventure for Glen. Glen's adventures grew out of his being discovered at camp by Mr. J. Jervice. Mr.
Bright colored letters announced to the world that J. Jervice supplied the public with a full line of novelties, including rugs, curtains, rare laces and Jervice's Live Stock Condition Powders. Mr. J. Jervice yawned and stretched, and rubbed his eyes. "I think I'll get on to Buffalo Center to-day," he soliloquized.
Jervice had placed his thumb, and this inclined the majority to decide to hunt in that direction, but unfortunately it was hard to find "Twin Elms" thereabout, and the "Deep Springs" were only a matter of surmise. It had certainly served the purpose of reviving interest in the treasure hunt and mysterious rumors of a cave in which a robber band had hidden booty did not lessen it.
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