The Rover Boys at Big Horn Ranch: or, The Cowboys' Double Round-Up. Stratemeyer Edward

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      “Here is where we are going to have a regular feast!” cried Jack with satisfaction. “Just look! Almost half a boiled tongue, a quart jar of hot coffee, some boiled sweet potatoes, and half an apple pie. I declare I don’t see how they managed to get hold of it.”

      “They’re certainly looking out for us,” answered Spouter.

      With this addition to the food already on hand, the boys started in to have a real good dinner. They were enjoying it thoroughly and cracking all kinds of jokes when they suddenly heard a commotion in the corridor outside.

      “I’ve caught you, have I?” they heard Snopper Duke exclaim. “What business have you up here, anyway?”

      “I wasn’t doing any harm, Professor,” came in the voice of Dan Soppinger.

      “What is that you have behind your back? Give it to me this instant,” went on the teacher.

      “Gee! that’s Dan Soppinger, and he’s got himself into trouble!” exclaimed Jack, in alarm.

      “I really didn’t mean to do any harm,” the imprisoned cadets heard Dan answer.

      “What is that you are trying to hide? Give it to me!” There was a brief silence, and then those in the room heard the teacher continue: “A pumpkin pie and almost a pound of cheese! Where did you get those things, Soppinger? And what were you going to do with them? Come, answer me!”

      “If you want to know, I was going to try to get them to those fellows you locked up,” answered Dan Soppinger, in desperation. “I heard you were just about starving them to death.”

      “What’s that? Starving them to death? Stuff and nonsense! They are getting all that they need, and it’s not for you to interfere in my business,” went on Snopper Duke, his high-pitched voice rising still higher in anger. “You should be down in your classroom. Give me those things and go downstairs at once. I’ll attend to your case later.”

      “Gee! poor Dan is certainly in hot water,” whispered Jack.

      “Old Duke must have been spying on him,” said Randy.

      “Maybe he’ll come in here and see how matters are going!” cried Spouter excitedly. “It might not be a bad thing to get all that extra food out of sight.”

      He had scarcely spoken when they heard Professor Duke at the door. An instant later the portal was thrown open and the teacher stepped in. His eyes swept the trays and the plates of food the cadets were holding.

      “Ha! So this is what is going on, eh?” he stormed. “Having food brought in on the sly, eh? Well, I’ll see that that is stopped! You’ll go without your supper for this!” And then, after a few more words, he stormed out of the room, banging the door behind him and locking it.

      CHAPTER VI

      A TOUCH OF MYSTERY

      “Now I reckon we are worse off than we were before,” remarked Jack, as the assembled cadets looked at each other in consternation.

      “If he cuts off our supper the best thing we can do is to save this grub,” declared Randy. “We’ll have to go on short rations.”

      “And when we feel real hungry we can turn to our school books for consolation,” added his twin brother. “Gee! but doesn’t this take the cake?” And picking up his algebra he threw it at Phil. The boy from Texas dodged, and the algebra hit the wall behind him.

      “Don’t start a rough-house, Andy,” remonstrated Jack quickly. “We’re in deep enough as it is. Please don’t forget that Fred and I are worse off than any of you.”

      “How do you make that out?” demanded Gif.

      “Because we are officers, and are supposed to be models for the rest of the cadets.”

      “Huh! I forgot that,” said Gif. “That’s too bad.”

      It must be admitted that the cadets were far less cheerful while finishing their meal than they had been a few minutes before. They ate somewhat sparingly, and placed what was left of the food in an out-of-the-way corner under one of the cots.

      “No use of taking chances,” said Jack. “Duke may come in here and search the closet for rations when he gets the dirty dishes.”

      “Well, I suppose we might as well spend our time studying,” came from Spouter presently. “We’ve got to learn our lessons, no matter if we are prisoners. Otherwise later on we’ll be marked down for that, too.”

      “Too bad that poor Dan had to be caught with that pumpkin pie and cheese,” groaned Randy. He was particularly fond of the pies turned out by the Hall cooks.

      Making themselves as comfortable as they could around the radiator, the seven cadets began to study. Thus an hour passed, and then came more footsteps in the hall.

      “Another visitor,” said Jack, looking up.

      When the door was thrown open they expected to see Snopper Duke or one of the other professors, and they were, therefore, much surprised when Colonel Colby stepped into the room. The master of the Hall was alone.

      “Attention!” called Jack sharply – for this had been arranged between the cadets earlier in the day – and thereupon all of the cadets leaped to their feet and saluted.

      This action came somewhat as a surprise to the master of the school, and just the faintest flicker of a smile passed over his features. Then he closed the door behind him and came forward.

      “I am very sorry to learn that all of you have been breaking the rules of this institution,” said Colonel Colby, in an even tone of voice. “Captain Rover, I would like to have your version of the affair if you care to make a report.”

      “I don’t know that I can make much of a report, Colonel,” answered the young captain, his face flushing. “We brought the snowballs into the school, and that is all there is to it.”

      “Well, what about sending that big snowball down the stairs on top of Professor Duke?”

      “That was an accident, sir, and I was responsible for it,” broke in Andy.

      “An accident? Professor Duke is quite certain it was done by design.”

      “He is mistaken, sir,” continued Andy, and then in a few words related exactly how the accident had occurred.

      “Well, what about the snowballs that were placed in the rooms of Stowell, Besser, Lunn and in the bathroom?”

      “We only meant it for a little fun, Colonel,” pleaded Fred. “Of course, I realize now that maybe we went a little too far.”

      “You certainly did go too far, Lieutenant Rover. And I am especially surprised to find you and Captain Rover mixed up in anything of this sort. I expect the officers of the cadets to set a good example.”

      “I was thinking you might say that, Colonel Colby,” put in Jack quickly. “And I should have thought of it before I went into the affair. But we were having such fun outside СКАЧАТЬ