The Putnam Hall Rebellion. Stratemeyer Edward

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СКАЧАТЬ style="font-size:15px;">      “Here’s a go!” cried one of the cadets presently. “My Latin grammar is gone!”

      “So is my history!” came from another.

      “So is mine!”

      “And mine!”

      A hasty hunt was made and soon it was discovered that every history and every Latin grammar was missing. All the other books were there, although mixed up and mussed.

      “Well, I don’t mind the loss of the grammar and history so much,” observed Pepper. “I’d like to get rid of them forever!”

      “So say we all of us!” sang out Andy softly.

      “Boys!” cried Captain Putnam loudly, and at the call everybody became silent. “If any one of you know anything about this, I want that pupil to step forward and say so.”

      There was a pause. Nobody budged.

      “Was anybody left behind when we went for the target practice?”

      Again there was a pause. Nobody spoke.

      “This is, as Mr. Crabtree says, an outrage, and I intend to get at the bottom of it.”

      “I know somebody who came back before we did,” said Mumps, stepping to the front.

      “Who was that, Fenwick?”

      “Bob Grenwood.”

      “Oh, what a little sneak!” murmured Pepper.

      “He ought to have his neck wrung!” added Andy.

      “Humph! So he did,” said Captain Putnam. “Does anybody know where Grenwood is now?”

      He looked from one to another of the assembled scholars, but all shook their heads.

      “Mr. Crabtree, have Peleg Snuggers hunt Grenwood up, and at once.”

      “I will, sir,” answered the teacher and hurried off to find the general utility man of the Hall. Then both went in search of Bob Grenwood, but failed to find the ex-quartermaster.

      “Perhaps he didn’t come back after he left us,” said Jack. “Maybe he felt too down-hearted to return. I must say, I feel mighty sorry for Bob.”

      There was nothing to do but to straighten out the library, sitting room and classrooms, and then the cadets went to supper. After that some of the boys went out on the campus, some to the lake shore, and others to the gymnasium.

      “Well, one thing is certain, some of our school-books are gone,” said Joe Nelson. “Too bad! I had an essay in my history. If it is not found I’ll have to write another paper I suppose.”

      “I’d not do it!” cried Stuffer. “It’s not your fault that the paper is gone.”

      Jack and his chums were entering the gymnasium when a student who had gone ahead uttered a cry.

      “They have been here, too!”

      “What did they do?”

      “Do? Did everything they could to spoil this place,” was the answer.

      When lit up the gymnasium certainly presented “a sight for to see,” as Andy expressed it. The wooden horses had been stacked in a corner, the rings and turning bars had been cut down, and the Indian clubs, pulling machines, and the floor covered with oil and grease. Jack did not notice the grease on the floor until he slipped and fell, and Pepper, who was at his side, came down on top of him.

      “This is the worst yet!”

      “Why, fellows, this place is almost ruined!”

      “The fellows who did this ought to be tarred and feathered!” cried Jack, as he got up and rubbed a bruised elbow.

      “I don’t believe any of our cadets would do such a trick as this,” observed Andy.

      “Reff Ritter and his cronies are mean enough to do anything,” answered Pepper.

      “But they were with us,” answered Bart Conners.

      “Boys, I think I know who is guilty!” almost shouted Jack, as a sudden idea popped into his head.

      “Who?”

      “Roy Bock and his crowd – the fellows we met this morning in the big touring car – the chaps who called us tin soldiers.”

      “My gracious, Jack, do you think that is true?” demanded Pepper.

      “If it is we ought to march over to Pornell Academy and wipe them off the face of the earth,” said Fred Century. “This looks just like Roy Bock’s underhanded meanness,” he added.

      Captain Putnam was notified of the new discovery made and came down to inspect the damage done. His face grew very stern.

      “This is positive vandalism,” was his comment. “If any boy in this school is guilty I shall expel him.”

      “If you will permit me, Captain Putnam, I’d like to say a word,” said Jack.

      “What is it, Major Ruddy.”

      “I do not think this was done by anybody in our school. If you will remember, we were all away to-day to target practice.”

      “That is true, but one boy, Robert Grenwood, came back early.”

      “I know that, sir, but – ”

      “And I rather think he was in an ugly frame of mind upon his return,” pursued the master of the school grimly.

      “That might be, too, sir. All the same, I don’t think he’d do this. Bob isn’t that kind of a fellow.”

      “Well, what were you going to say?”

      “I was thinking of that crowd of Pornell Academy students we met on the road this morning.”

      “The ones in an automobile?”

      “Yes, sir, – the fellows who jeered at us and called us tin soldiers.”

      “Ahem! What of them?”

      “I don’t want to say too much, sir. But you know they are down on us, – and you know how our flagstaff and our cannon disappeared,” went on the young major, referring to an incident which had been related in detail in “The Putnam Hall Champions.”

      “Yes, yes. And I also know how Doctor Pornell complained of the disappearance of some choice trophies belonging to his students,” said Captain Putnam grimly.

      “Well, they got those trophies back,” said a student in the rear of the crowd, and a snicker passed among the cadets at the remembrance of the incident.

      “Those fellows are the worst boys at Pornell,” went on the young major. “I don’t think they’d stop at anything to do this school an injury.”

      “Can you prove any of them guilty?”

      “No, СКАЧАТЬ