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"He hit me over the head, and stunned me for a moment, or I'd be holding onto him yet." "Who was he?" demanded Greg, breathlessly. "I don't know," Dick admitted. "I'd give a small part of the earth to know and be sure about it." That admission of ignorance was a most unfortunate one. Tip Scammon heard it, and the fellow grinned inwardly over knowing that his late companion had not been recognized.
The same readers will recall the part played in this plot by Tip Scammon, worthless son of the honest old High School janitor, and how Tip's evil work resulted in his going to the penitentiary for the better part of a year.
You won't expect to get any more money out of me?" "The five that you're goin' to bring me tomorrow will be in full payment." "Of all possible claims to date?" Fred insisted. "Yes, in full -to date," agreed Scammon, grinning as though he were enjoying himself. "And there'll never be any further demands?" questioned Fred. "Never again!" Scammon asserted, with emphasis.
The unknown one, however, had taken advantage of those few seconds of delay to get safely beyond chase. So the chums met, soon, in a side street. "His line of retreat was good," muttered Dick, rather disgustedly. "Who was it, anyway?" Dave indignantly inquired. "I don't know. I didn't see." "Do you suppose it could have been Tip Scammon?" asked Dave, shrewdly.
But the good brethren were not discouraged, and pushed forward the work. Beloit has been highly favored in her Pastors, among whom may be found such men as A.P. Allen, I.M. Leihy, J.M. Walker, P.S. Bennett, S.W. Ford, J.W. Wood, John Nolan, R.M. Beach, C. Scammon, W. Lattin, P.B. Pease, C.D. Pillsbury, W.P. Stowe, L.L. Knox, W.W. Case, C.R. Pattee, A.C. Higgins, and G.S. Hubbs.
You stand looking in the window a minute or so after I leave you, will you?" "Sure," agreed Scammon, cheerfully. "And don't do anything so plainly that any passerby can detect the fact that you and I are meeting there. Don't let anyone see what I slip into your hand." "That'll be all right," declared Tip Scammon, readily enough. "And mind you, that's the last money you're ever to ask me for."
As fast as Moor's regiments reached Princeton they were hurried forward to French's Mill, five miles in rear of Scammon, on the road running up East River, and intersecting the Wytheville road so as to form a triangle with the two going from Princeton.
Hill moved brigades considerably to right and left, and attempted to surround White and the Twelfth Ohio. But Coleman, with the Eleventh, had come up in support, and Scammon ordered him to charge on the enemy's right, which was passing White's left flank. Coleman did so in splendid style, driving his foe before him, and crossing the bridge to the west side.
Ripley had even gone so far as to bribe Tip Scammon, worthless, profligate son of the honest old janitor of the High School, to commit a series of robberies from the locker rooms in the school basement while Dick carried the key as monitor there. The "plunder" had been found in Dick's own room at home, and the young man had been suspended from the High School for a while.
Since Scammon volunteered to give the money back, and said he didn't know it had been stolen, you can turn him loose." The detective and Tip had no more than gone when Lawyer Ripley, his face flushed with shame, wheeled about on his son. "So you see, Fred, what your word of honor the word of a Ripley -is sometimes worth. You have been robbing me steadily.
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