The High School Freshmen; or, Dick & Co.'s First Year Pranks and Sports

ancing one, Dick Prescott might have

s slightly stunn

k about him, rather dizzily, his lat

n a fellow who's go

rst, as he hurried from the

nded Dave Darrin hoarsely. "

ye!" threatened a harsh voice tha

emanded Darrin. "We know you, and the po

e fellow. "If ye don't, ye'll be sorry. If ye

I suppose, with money you picked up in some way r

y, ain't it?" deman

are worse that dirt,"

ly carried on, that Dick heard a

oss his chest. Greg bent back the wretch's head, holding a short

" gasped Dave, as he saw youn

e over the head, and stunned me for a m

demanded Greg,

I'd give a small part of the ear

ip Scammon heard it, and the fellow grinned inwardly over

o do with this fello

he ought to be arrested

mighty sorry fo

er, and regarded as one of the worse than worthless young men of Gridley. Tip was a handy fellow, a jack-of-all-trades, with several at which he might have made a

can let Tip go--now that we know

worth yer while," p

sly. "Have we any right to let the fellow go,

ott. "All I'm thinking of is

s heart--sure it would,

et, had hurried down into Clark Street. Just as it happened she had espied a policeman less

manded the policeman.

Now, then, what'

e story. There was no way out of it. Office

l the rest of this. Come along, Tip. A

e business stand of the police. Tip was hustled in through the doorway, the three young freshmen following.

that latter offi

I've heard," laughed Connors. "According to these boys, Tip is

ay, leading the way to the guard room. The sergeant, also,

ard Tip say before they pounced upon him. Tip, who was a round-headed, short, square-shouldered fellow

admitted, bluntly, and with some show of brav

d watch from the locker at the High

ep

to the locker room?

ip, exhibiting so

your clothes," retorted the pl

llars, a knife, and three queer-looking implements

and slipped the lock, d

ve to," gr

f the lock, then, and

o," dra

obably I'll find you've got a good outfit for that kind

He knew that there was nothing

open Prescott's locked trunk wit

did," le

ay did you get into

morning of the sam

nk an' found t

king into the Prescott flat while Mr. and Mrs. Prescott were

ight," Ti

trunk, stowed the watch and pin away in

seen me," declared

at the High School, helping your father, espe

ad ter, didn't I, to have a chan

was who hired you to do the trick?" swift

esponded Tip, giving a wink

me now

or refusing," declared Scam

erything else," argued

else," retorted Tip. "Didn't these Hi

chap was that you were

give me," asserted Tip Scam

ted carelessness, "Prescott can tell us the name

the prisoner. He readily admitted all that was known, and he had even gone so far as to tell how he had stolen th

placing Ripley's pin in Prescott

d Tip, in all a

thing abo

op

morning was the right morning to hide the ot

declared Tip, confidently. "So I knew 'twas

of the party with whom Tip had been talking in Stetson

e the whole thing is bound to become public, I want to run down to 'The Blade' office, find Len Spencer, and se

chums hurried along the street, "in the station house you told

straight," Pre

ow who the fellow was--you reall

w," Dick dec

just the same," asser

ssi

then?" coaxed

ipley?" shot o

t, on your solemn honor, if I

Greg both

's why I'm not going to tell about it. But this fellow wore lavender striped trousers, just like a pair of Fred's. There is just a chance or two in a thousand that it wasn't Ripley--a