Tip Top Weekly No. 118: Frank Merriwell, Engine Wiper — page 23: what you’re looking at

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TIP TOP WEEKLY. | gy pleasing is, in truth, the art of rising and distinguishing one’s self, and of making a fortune and figure in the world. Frank Merriwell lost no opportunity to please those with whom he was dealing, and, although he had been regarded as something of a dude when he entered the roundhouse, his associates soon found he was ready and willing to attempt any and all kinds of work. He never grumbled, aud he was always volunteering to do things. Thus it was not strange that some of the wipers quickly grew jealous of him, thinking he was shown too many favors, Frank’s habitual assocation with well- bred people had done much for him. The very air about him was different from that of the other wipers, no matter if his clothes were as greasy and his hands as dirty. At the same time he never made it apparent that he felt himself too good for his work, and associates. The foreman observed this, although he made no sign. He was watching Frank with astonishment, but scarcely a word of approval did he speak. He was not ready | to express hiinself. | _ Although he had familiarized himself with the mysterious properties of the slide valve, Merry did not attempt to take part in the deeply erudie discussions which. frequently took place among wipers and firemen. He listened and kept still. All the time he was learning, feeling sure the . time would come when he would be given an eppostunity to display his knowledge to advantage. To the surprise of everybody, and the disgust of Joe Hicks, Frank was given time after time No. 33 to clean. Hicks growled and glared. at the youth, but Frank remained polite in his bearing toward the surly engineer. ‘To Merry’s surprise, Old Slugs came to him one day, and said: ‘*T don’t know that I want to see you done up, even if you did give me a thumping. I don’t hold a grudge, for you done it fairand square. But I want to tell ye to look out—keep your eyes open all the time.” “T thank you for the warning, Mr. Hall; but I am afraid I do not understand what you mean. ay OLD GLORY BADGES AS” PREMIUMS—SEE PAGE 32, ‘*You’ve got a bad man down on you.” “Do you mean Mr. Hieks?”’- ‘Just him. Now, I don’t want it known I made any talk, for I’m not hankering to have Joe Hicks get after me when he is on a rampage, but I say look out.” “T shall try to do so, but I see no real reason why Mr. Hicks should wish to in- jure me.” - ‘“Mebbe he ain’t got no real reason. When old Joe gets down on a man, he don't have to have a reason. wants is a good chance to do him, and he’ll do you, 1f you ain’t careful.”? “What makes you so sure?”? ‘Well, I heard him say last night that there was a yotng upstart here who > wouldn’t remain here another week,” ‘And you think he meant me?” ““T am sure of it.”’ . “And he means to do me bodily harm ?”? ‘““That’s the way he fixes them he don’t like.’ SAN: right, Mr. Hall. again. J shall watch out.” Thank you As Larry Logan had said, old Joe was — one who always looked his own engine over for breaks, never trusting the wipers to discover them. One day, however, Frank noticed that the male centre casting on No. 33 was broken in such a way that but one bolt held it at.all, and that very slightly. He supposed, of course, that the en- -gineer had reported it, and he expected . every minute to see the men come along with the jacks and jack her up to put in anew one. oe Though there was a king pin down through both castings, it would be sui- cida] fora man to trust that alone. In ro.uding a curve the engine would he apt to shear off and shoot off the track at a tangent. Frank was surprised as the time ap- proached for old 33 to leave the house and no attempt had been made to repair her. Then he hunted up Mr. Ganzell and reported what he had discovered. Ganzell seemed doubpful. ‘‘Come with-me,’’ he said, and together they went round the house to the hook Yon which the machinists hung the engin- : All he GOMGoIoo S (C(O)