Frank Merriwell's Catch — page 29: what you’re looking at

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TIP TOP WEEKLY. | 27 dividual who claimed to know where there was something, and Jack had been led to the cottage up the shore. After taking two or three drinks, the Virginian did not notice that the party that gath- ered was composed of persons who seemed to have a secret understanding one with another. Jack was looking for excite- ment, and a game of poker promised to provide what he sought. Thus he was drawn into the game. After it began Welch appeared and was taken in. Then came Bunker. The reader knows what followed, Dunnerwust turned out early and built a fire. Then he wandered away from the cottage, going out to the shore. Twenty minutes later, he came pant- ing and stumbling into the cottage, show- ing symptoms of great excitement. “Kvick!? he gurgled. ‘*Somepody gone oudt und drife him avay!”” ‘‘What’s the matter, Hans?’ asked Frank. *‘He vill got avay uf you don’d hurry oop!’ spluttered the Dutch boy. ‘“Who will get away? What’s the mat- ter with you?”’ ‘‘Der man mit der viskers.’? ‘*What man?” ‘‘Der one vot seen me ad der gottage vere der vight peen last nighd. I shust seen him oudt here.” ‘‘“The man with the whiskers?’ re- peated Frank. ‘‘There was but one man with whiskers at the cottage last night. That was Bunker. He can’t be here. 3 ‘““Vaw; he vos oudt there.’’ ‘‘Then he is up to some crockedness!”’ exclaimed Merry, leaping to his feet and eatching up a shotgun. ‘‘Where is he, Hans??? ‘‘Oudt towart der ganoes.”” Frank sprang through the doorway, and Diamond followed. Seeing this, Hans ran aiter them, directing them by shouting loudly, much to Merriwell’s disgust. | ‘If there’s anybody out here, he’ll know we are coming,’’ thought Frank. Straight out toward the beach on which the canoes lay Frank ran. He was not long in coming in sight of the shore. When he did so, he saw something that made his blood leap in his veins. Forty-Eight Pages of the best reading matter—The Half-Holiday. Bill Bunker was pushing off from the shore in one of the single canoes. The man could hear the voice of Hans, and it. was plain he knew some one was coming, for he started to paddle away as swiftly as possible. Frank broke out of the woods and ran down to the very water’s edge. Then he threw the gun to his shoulder and took aim toward the man in the canoe, shouting: “‘Stop! Come back here, orf will shoot!” Bunker cast a look over his shoulder and saw Merriwell. He hesitated, with the paddle poised in the air. It was plain that he was in doubt. ‘fT. mean business!’? declared Frank. “You are stealing one of our canoes, and I shall be justified in shooting you. true as there is a gun in my hand, I'll shoot if you do not turn about at once and paddle back here!”” No one could doubt his earnestness. Bunker did not hesitate longer, but promptly turned about and sullenly pad- dled to the shore. ‘“‘What were you doing with that canoe?’ asked Frank. ‘*Well,’? said the man, ‘“‘I did mean to take all of them as payment for the guns you lost for Welch and I yesterday morn- ing, but I heard you coming before I was ready ta take them in tow. You will have to pay for those guns before I am done with you.” ‘“So that was your trick? Well, it was just what I should expect from you.” ‘Well, I don’t know as I want your old canoes anyway. Bunker turned to walk away, Frank stopped him. ‘‘Not so fast,?? said Merry, grimly. ‘‘Y am not through with you.” ‘What do you want?’ but Again Frank covered the man with - the muzzle of the shotgun. “Up with your hands!” manded, Bunker turned pale. © “What for?’? he asked. he com- ‘Because I command you to put them — up. Be lively aboutit! I know I am dealing with a desperado, and I sha] not hesitate to shoot if you try to fool with me. +9 As) ECOMIELMOO® SS (CO)