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[Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1388, by Jamxs FLvenson, in the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington, D. C.]
JAMES ELVERSON,
Publisher.
VoL. IX.
"THE TRI0 CLUB AFLOAT
A Summer's Adventures o the Water.
A SEQUEL TO “THE TRIO CLUB.”
BY CHARLES H. HEUSTIS,
OF “THE NEWS RIVALS,” “THE TRIO
CLUB,” ETC., ETO.
" AUTHOR
CHAPTER I
THE TRIO CLUB MEETS.
“Break ranks !” .
* That was the command the cadets of the
N.W. corner NINTH
and SPRUCE Sts.
PHILADELPHIA, JULY 7, 1888.
Both Chip and Frank had been privates
the year before, but this term they had been
promoted to lieutenants, and were assigned
to the company which I commanded. Thus
we three chums, who roomed together and
formed the harmless little organization
known as the Trio Club, were united.
We always went directly to our room after
a parade fora rest and a talk. We were
fond of the curiosities which we had collect-
ed and which decorated the walls, and, be-
sides, the view from the windows was mag-
nificent, and we generally found a breeze
blowing up from the river.
We pulled our chairs up to a big table
PEARL.
'llighlands Military Academy had been wait-
:Ing for, and it was received with every evi-
dence of satisfaction.
O hS.\lmmel' had come, and with it those days
i which every boy wishes to enjoy free from
all restraints of ‘school.
0 It is hard to study when your mind is on
e woods and the seashore and the delights
_ ©f the coming vacation.
From the plateau upon which stood the
;{t{ademy we could see the broad Delaware
R lve’rin the distance. It reflected the sum-
mer’s sun like a mirror.
th’l‘he top.s of the trees which surrounded
¢ splendid parade-ground just nodded in
.the gentle breegze,
4 Tl:e rill which ended the exercises of the
i o;\y" had been particularly fatiguing because
ecle heat: The cadets had gone through
. oncluding dress-parade with credit, and
t:.'re €ager for dismissal.
Break ranks I””
€ command rang out in a dozen differ-
en,: ?ot_s, and in a moment the members of
o sarfnous companies which made up the
. ]\up Of cadets had covered the ground in a
‘l"la'ing, helter-skelter mass.
; ome along, Chip,” sai “
% ong, p,”’ said I, “and you
- Otirfl;?nk. Let’s get 1id of our swords.”
'ree members of the Trio Club hur-
Tied . over to th,
3 e . .
rehevf%d of our bufi;e“:ffh and were quickly
standing near one of the windows, and
threw ourselves lazily into them.
“Here we are again, as the clown in the
circus says,” said I. ““ What are you think-
ing about, Chip ?”
“I was thinking what a good idea we hit
upon when we started the Trio Club. It
was a great scheme, wasn't it, Cap 2”*
“It was indeed,” I replied. ‘We had a
pretty lively time of it last summer.”’
1 picked up a journal with many closely-
written pages in it. Its title was ‘ The Log-
book of the Trio Club,” and just beneath
were the names of its members, in this or-
der:
TElms;{ $.00 PER ANNUM,
No. 32.
IN ADVANCE.
WiLL GrRATAN, Philadelphia.
NED CHIPMAN, Boston.
FrANK REED, Washington.
When we had first become chums at the
academy, and had formed the little club
more to bind more firmly our friendship
than for any other reason, we had started
this log-book.
The part in which we took the most pride
contained the account of our adventures the
previous summer. We had lingered over
this many times, and all the boys in the aca-
demy had read it.
“Yes, it was a pretty lively time,” I add-
ed, as I turned the pages and scanned a fa-
miliar passage here and there. ¢ Here we
are on the steamer for Camden, Maine, and
here is a description of the man whom we
took to be a drummer. Ilere we are getting
up our tents for our long camp near Camden.
Here is the account of the storm when we
were nearly drowned. lere is where we
discovered that our drummer friend was no
drummer at all, but a bank robber; and
here is the story of that night on Mount
Migunticook when we captured him.*
“Yes; and better than that is the account
of our discovery of the money he had hid-
den,” interrupted Frank.
“Oh, no; the best part of all was when we
were handed over the reward of two thou-
sand dollars for making the capture,” laugh-
ed Chip. ;
*“Which we now have safe and intact in a
bank in Philadelphia,” I remarked.
“And now what shall we do with it?”
asked Frank.
“That same question was asked when Wwe
received the reward,” I replied. “I pre-
sume you remember the answer that you
then gave, don’t you?”
“Certainly I do. I said, ‘Buy a yacht.
We can fit her up, fly our flag from the peak,
and next vacation we can take a long
cruise.”””
“Yes, those are the words recorded in the
