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Civilian Against Plebe; or, Trying to Down Clif Faraday / by Ensign Clarke Fitch, U.S.N.
Author
Fitch, Clark. Sinclair, Upton, 1878-1968.
Date Added
9 January 2014
Format
Journal
Language
English
Publish Date
1898-12-31
Publisher
New York : Street & Smith
Series
True blue : a weekly devoted to the stirring adventures of our boys in blue > no. 34
Source
Dime Novel and Popular Literature
Alternate Title
Trying to Down Clif Faraday. True blue : a weekly devoted to the stirring adventures of our boys in blue, no. 34, December 31, 1898.
Topic
Popular literature > Specimens. Dime novels > Specimens. United States. > Navy > Juvenile literature. Sea stories, American. Spanish-American War, 1898 > Juvenile fiction. Faraday, Clif (Fictitious character) > Juvenile fiction.
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“Tt won’t from me.” a
Kafoozelum pondered for a minute or two
_in a worried, flurried way.
“Very well,” he plunged on at last.
know my father visited me yesterday?”
“Why, yes,” nodded Clif; “was that portly
old gentlmen in your room ”
“My father.”
**Ah, indeed ?”’
“Yes,” acknowledged Kafoozelum. “Came
to see how I was getting along, and that cane
was his property.”
“T see,” said Clif.
“You see?” vociferated Kafoozelum, break-
ing into a sudden passion of vehemence.
“Then don’t you see, also, Clif Faraday, that
in its being here, away from him, broken in
two,.it’s cause for me to be scared to death!”
“You
CHAPTER V.
MISSING!
The naval cadet gave gave an intelligent
start at Kafoozelum’s impressive words.
Instantly the insinuation conveyed struck
Clif for.the first time.
“Oh, I do see,” he remarked; “the cane
bearing your father’s name, you think some
harm has come to its owner?”
“JI am sure of it,” gulped Kafoozelum,
looking ready to cry.
“Wait a minute,” ordered Clif.
He took half the time claimed to put his
thoughts in order.
Then he added:
“And answer me a few questions.”
Clif had been evoking a mental picture of
the elderly individual he had casually noticed
Kafoozelum showing about the academy
grounds the day previous.
He was a portly, contented-faced person,
wearing door-knob shirt studs, a watch
guard like an ox chain, and, come to remem-
ber, had carried just such a cane as the one
the broken pieces of which Clif now bore in
his hands.
“When did your father leave you, Kafooze-
lum?” inquired Clif, assuming a clear busi-
ness tone.
“At dark I smuggled him out. I mean
Kafoozelum caught himself with a jerk,
flushingly hotly.
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“Go on—the truth—to me.
said Clif.
“Well, then,” confessed Kafoozelum des-
perately, “my father is a good deal of a drink-
It will pay,”
~er. I don’t mean a drunkard, but he takes his
glass
“And took too many yesterday?”
“Yes. I had to leave him in my room while
I went to drill, and when I came back he
was ”
“Stretched out?” -
“He was stretched out, yes,”
foozelum.
admitted Ka-
“But where did he get the liquor ?”’
“Look at that cane.’
Clif did look.
“T see—hollow, glass-lined ; quite a new no-
tion. Your father had the liquor in this cane,
Kafoozelum ?”
“Yes, top unscrews. I had to get him out
of the academy by seven. He is pretty heavy
and pretty conspicuous, and I saw he was a
little unsteady,” shamefacedly pursued Ka-
foozelum. “I daren’t march him past the
crowd. They would guy me to death.”
“Decent ones wouldn’t, Kafoozelum,”
stated Clif gravely.
“Even if I got him clear of the grounds, I
was afraid we’d meet some of the specials.
down the avenue, so we left by the side gate.” :
“And came this way?”
“Father said he would walk over to Castle-
ton; the stroll would clear his head. If he got
tired he would stop at some inn; if not, he
would catch the train at Castleton.”
Kafoozelum choked up there.
“Well?” urged Clif.
“He didn’t,” bolted his companion.
“Didn't, what?”
“Catch the train.”
“How do you know?”
“T was anxious, when I got thinking it over
this morning, and went over to the depot at
Castleton first thing. No passenger had left
since yesterday morning.”
“Did you inquire——”
“At the one hotel? Father had not been
there,” narrated Kafoozelum. “I tried to
make myself believe that he had changed his
mind and cut around to the city, when I heard
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