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“You're guying us,” said Tom, “ This
is one of your funny Fax tricks,”
“Tt ain't nothing of the sort. Ionest
Injun it ain’t,” said Ned, in a hurried whis-
per, ‘*
most notorious counterfeiters in America,
who went by the name of Big Mike Brad-
Jey. For ten years his father was in
State's prison, but he came out about two
years ago, and js supposed to have gone
mad and wandered away; whether he is
dead or not Ben don’t know, or at least he
didn’t, but there’s one thing sure Ben was
arrested to-day in the company of two ex-
convicts, old pals of his father’s, and the
charge is counterfeiting, and you, Andy
Evans, are wanted on the same charge, for
they say you were seen with the gang.”
Tf a thanderbolt had burst upon dAndy,
he could not have been more thoroughly
amazed. :
And yet his eyes were opened to a cer-
tain extent, as he recollected what had
happened in the cave. ~
BS ‘ou know anything about It?” de-
vow Idon’t., Where
weré you and Ben when we thought you
were drowned? What happened to you?
Ben won't tell, and there you stand as
dumb as an oyster, but J can see by_ your
face that you do know something. I tell
you what it is we fellows ain’t going to
stand this nohow. It’s acase where Jacks
and Faxes ought to act together, Ben must
be rescued, and the B, B. B, are going to
** Madness or not we Faxes are going to
doit, Youand the Jacks would do- the
same, Tom Rice, if Andy was in trouble.
You know you would.” .
“Hanged if I wouldn't,” said Tom,
“Let’s §o it, Andy? You know some-
thing ofall this, and you know that Ben is
innocent. Anyhow it will be fun,’
“T don't,” said, Andy, ‘'There’s where
“Do you mean to say Ben Bradley is a
crook ?” demanded Ned, savagely. ‘* Mebbe
ou’re the one who is in it! Ben's my
Inend, and I won't hear a word against
him, mind that.”
“Wait till you hear what I've got to
say,” began Andy, but Ned cut him short.
‘Take it back! Take it back, or I'll
punch your head |” be shouted.
**]'d like to see you try it,” cried Andy,
standing on the defensive.
Ned struck out, and Andy dodged and
grappled him. .
A
on in a moment, and both
boys fell to pounding each other, and the
next moment both were down, and at it
in the road.
Neither Tom nor Jerry made any move- :
ment to interfere. It was Jacks against
Fax, and it was part of the unwritten law
of the rival school-boys of Long Lake that
in a case like this a fight should be fought
toa finish.
Immediateiy a crowd began to gather;
Tomand Jerry had all they could do to
hold them back. . |
They were successful until Sheriff Struth-
ers elbowed his way through the crowd,
ordering them gruffly todisperse, =
“You're the fellow I want,” cried the
sheriff, who was a big six-footer and as
strong asa horse, seizing Andy by thecol-
lar and jerking him to his feet. “* I was just
starting after you, young Evans, Much
obliged for saving me the trouble, I arrest
you in the name of the law.”
CHAPTER XI.
UXDER ONE FLAG.
“Go about your business! Don't you
fellows dare to follow me! If you do you'll
et arrested yourselves.” *
8 That was what the sheriff said to Tom,
Ned and Jerry, as he burried poor Andy
away toward the Town Hall.
Ned was pretty well battered, but for all
that he was a sensible fellow and a square
one, Already he regretted his flash of
emper, and was heartily sorry for the
part he had played. _
“Let’s get our_bikes, boys, and light
out,” he said. ‘I'm sorry I was such a
‘ool.
“I don't leave town till I know what be-
co! dy,” said Tom, stoutly.
He kept his word, and had the satisfac-
tion or otherwise of seeing Andy taken
from the Town Hall to the lock-up half an
hour Jater, ”
He was not allowed to speak to him, and
the only satisfaction he could gee out of
the sheriff was to be told to mind his own
business. ,
“Never you mind, Andy; we won't go
back on you Y” shouted Tom, as his friend
was hurried away.
““What’s he Jone? What's the boy
arrested for?’ was asked on every side,
and Tom came in for more than his share
of auestioning as he hurried back to the
hotel to get his wheel. .
Wasting no time, he mounted and start-
ed back over the Brunswick turnpike.
s he rode on, he could not get Ned Sav-
age out of his mind, and bitter as he felt
toward him for being the immediate cause
of Andy’s arrest, he kept pondering on the
proposition, Ned had made,
“We could do it,” he kept saying to him-
Houses in the Rock.
By Francis W. Dovaenry,
THERE can be scarcely a doubt that the
first men on earth made their houses in
self. ‘Jacks and Faxes united could clean | the roc!
out the lock-up every time. We could run
Ben and Andy back into the woods and
hold them until this thing blew over. By
gracious, I'd like to be in it if the Faxes
make the attempt.”
Of course all this was a boy’s reasoning,
but then Tom was only a boy.
He was still thinking of it when he ap-
proached that lonely part of the road op-
osite the shingle maker’s hut, and think-
n rd, -
ll at once a dozen boys came rushing
out of the woods and surrounded the
wheel, .
Ned Savage came in front of him and
held out both arms to stop the wheel.
“‘ Hold on there, Tom Rice!” he shouted.
“We want to talk to you!”
It was rather strange,
- The instant Tom found himself sur-
rounded by the Faxes all his old ire against
the boys of the rival school was aroused,
“Who orders me to stop?” he demanded,
forgetting all about his desire to fall in
with Ned Savage again,
“The B. B. B. order it,” replicd Ned, as
Tom sprang off his whee , “and the
**Confound the B. B. B, !”
“Don’t say that. The B, B. B. are your
best friends to-day, We want you, Tom
Rice, you've got to come along.”
“Come along where? For what?
“ You know where ; to the lodge of the
“S'pose I won't ?”
“You'll have to, because we'll make
you.” .
“Tdon't like to be forced. I want to
know what all this means?”
“Hustle him along, boys,” ordered Ned,
“that is, if he won’t come himself. You'd
better not fight us, Tom, we're your friends
to-day, and don’t you forget it.”
“T po,” said Tom, ‘lead on,”
To his surprise, Ned Savage broke out
intoalaugh ,
“That's enough !” he cried. ‘As long
as you've yielded we don’t ask any more.
Ilere’s my hand, Tom Rice, I want to tell
hat I'm sorry for what happened in
Brunswick this afternoon,”.
Tom took the offered hand a good deal
moved,
“That's handsome,” he said, “It's a
pity it bad to be so, though.”
“Couldn't have been helped. Andy was
aggravating and the arrest had to come,
that?
“That means will the Jacks joinin with
the Faxes?”
“That's about the size of it.”
““What’s your scheme?”
‘To have the rival schools of Long Lake
fight under one flag for once, and that flag }-
to be the B. B, B,
As Ned Savage spoke one of the boys
suddenly raised a black flag, on which, in
fiery red letters, was worked B. B, B., and
waved it over his head.
“Hooray for the B. B. B!” he shouted.
“Holler, Tom Rice! It’s as much a
Jack's funeral as it is a Fax!” cried Ned.
“We'll bury the hatchet between Jacks
and Faxes and dig it up again to fight the
sheriff. Hooray for the LB. B. B.!"
** Flooray I” yelled Tom, catching the en-
thusiasm of the moment. “I'll answer for
the Jacks! They'll be with you every
time. Hooray for the B. B. B. bP
CHAPTER XII.
THE CAPTURE OF THE SHERIFF.
“Say, fellows, this is going to be a sort
of love feast all around,” said Ned Savage,
after the cheering ceased, ‘*Tom, how are
you going to get your crowd up here? We
don’t want to move before midnight.”
“* Why not go on bikes?” asked Tom.
“‘Blame good suggestion,” said Jerry
Chatterly. “Come, I like that,”
“It’s all right,” declared Ned. “Just
what we want, although I hadn’t thought
of it myself,”
‘There's where our alliance comes in,”
said Tom, ‘Two heads are always better
than one, even if one of them isa Jack,
I'll agree to have the boys here at half-past
ten o'clock,”
O, K,,” said Ned. ‘ You'd better be off
now, If we ain’t on hand here you'll find
us at the loage—you know where that is
well enough. Don’t pou forget it, Tom
Rice, we'll make the sheriff sick.”
“Ani hope after it’s all over that the
Jacks and Faxes may be better friends than
they used to be,” said Tom, diplomatically, | but it is t
ain't saying anything abo
that,” ‘said Ned. Ot course each sidois
fighting for his own, and we're only work-
ing on the principle that in numbers there | for those people were ¢:
is strength,
_ (Continued on page 14.)
holes which nature had already formed and
there made their houses,
Figure 1 pictures a typical Troglodytic
family preparing their evening meal under
the shadow of a large cliff by the bank of
astream. Of course the picture is an im-
aginary one in part, for the last Trog went
to glory some few years since—a hundred
thousand is all the bold geologist claims,
Fig. 1.—Tuz Home or tne TrocLopyrss,
We don’t mean old Father Adam, the
gardener; we refer to those who came
after—after Adam had lost his lease on
Eden, for not living up to rules,
n n to whom we do refer are the
earliest inhabitants of Europe, America
and other countries, who were but a few
generations removed from monkeys, ac-
cording to the Darwinian theory, and who,
according to a thousand proven facts,
throwing all theories aside, were men who
a
A hundred thousand years ago the ama-
teur detective camera had no existence—
in fact, we are rather inclined to think
photography was not very well understood
by the ‘Trogs; consequently, they left no:
otos hehind.
But they left something else behind
them, which tells us who and what they,
were, how they lived and all about it.
What was it?
Why their old houses in the rgcks, to be
sure, That kind of house went out
of style when the last Trog passed in
is checks, and their owners have
never been able to let them since,
al hermit, who wouldn’t pay his rent.
Scattered all over Europe, in Asia,
Africa, and even America, these cave
dwellings are found,
Buried beneath the hard packed
soil, which has accumulated during
many ages upon their rocky floors,
are the bones of hundreds upon hun-
dreds of animals, some of living
species, others of species long since
extinct.
Particularly plentiful are these
eaves in France, England and Bel-
gium, and for a long time people
thought that the animals whose
, bones were found there had come in
voluntarily and died.
is was all well enough for a
these caves, and their true character
became known, . +
Bones belonging to twenty or thir-
ty different species of animals were
found in asingle cave, bones belong-
ing to the bear, the mammoth, the
Reth peace harmonys nor
is it likely that they all sought the
Same cave when death was near,
But stronger proof was found.
The big bones were all split lepgth-
wise to get at the marrow. is is
something which could only have
Vig, 2.—EntRaNceTo TE Rock Crry or Perra, been done by man, and besides vine
th :
lived like beasts, because the
a y y were men-
tally but a few degrees above them after
Troglodytes, Thas's along, hard word,
scribe the arst pect Py oes Ones
‘g € 0} i
who built the hoases in the rock, the ones
erhaps cave dwellers would be easier,
ave dwellers, The
id not try to change the form of the
rocks, they simply took Possession of the
e bones of men were found min
gled with those of the beasts, together
with hundreds of arrow heads, and all
sorts of domestic implements wrought in
stone,
This settled the question, and to-day It
is a proven fact that early man lived in the
caves of the earth during a period cover-
ing many thousand years.
These were the first and are, by long
odds, the most numerous houses in the
rock, -
eo
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