THE ROVER BOYS Boxed Set: 26 Illustrated Adventure Novels. Stratemeyer Edward

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      "Hardly, Thomas, although the students, so I am informed, dress like cadets and spend an hour or so each day in drilling, and in the summer all the school march up the lake and go into an encampment."

      "That just suits me!" broke in Sam enthusiastically. "Hurrah for Putnam Hall!"

      "Hurrah!" echoed Tom faintly, and Dick nodded to show he felt as they did. At the cheer, Sarah the cook stuck her head into the door.

      "Sure an' I thought Tom was out of his head, bedad," she observed.

      "Sarah, I'm going away soon — to a military academy. I won't bother you any more," said Tom.

      "Won't yez now? That will be foine." Then the cook stopped short, thinking she had hurt the boy's feelings. "Oh, Master Tom, don't moind me. You're not such an — an awful bother as we think," and then at a wave of Mrs. Rover's hand she disappeared.

      After this the evening passed quickly enough, for the boys wanted to know all there was to be learned about their future boarding school. Mr. Rover had a circular of the institution, and they pored over this.

      "Captain Victor Putnam is the head master," said Dick, as he read. "He has two assistants, Josiah Crabtree and George Strong, besides two teachers who come in to give instructions in French and German if desired, also in music. Uncle Randolph, are we to take up these branches?"

      "I am going to leave you to select your own studies outside of the regular course, Richard. What would be the use of taking up music, for instance, if you were not musically inclined."

      "I'd like to play a banjo," said Tom, and grinned as well as the bandage on his head would permit.

      "I doubt if the professor of music teaches that plantation instrument," smiled Mrs. Rover. Then she patted Tom's shoulder affectionately. Now the boys were really to leave her, she was sorry to think of their going.

      "They will not take more than a hundred pupils," said Dick, referring to the circular again. "I should say that was enough. The pupils are divided into two companies, A and B, of about fifty soldiers each; and the soldiers elect their own officers, to serve during the school term. Tom, perhaps you may turn out captain of Company B."

      "And you may be Major Dick Rover of the first battalion," returned Tom. "Say, but this suits me to death, Uncle Randolph."

      "I am glad to hear it, Thomas. But I want you to promise me to attend to your studies. Military matters are all well enough in their way, but I want you to have the benefits of a good education."

      "Oh, I fancy Captain Victor Putnam will attend to that," put in Sam.

      The circular was read from end to end, and it was after ten o'clock before the boys got done talking about it and went to bed. Certainly the prospect was a bright one, and if poor Dick had only had his watch the three would have been in high feather. Little did they dream of all the startling adventures in store for them during their term at Putnam Hall.

      It must not be supposed that Mr. Randolph Rover intended to allow the theft of Dick's watch to pass without a strong effort being made to recover the article. Early in the morning he drove to the Corners, and to Oak Run and another village called Bender's, and at each place had a notice posted, mentioning the loss and offering a reward of fifty dollars for the recovery of the property and of one hundred dollars if the thief was captured in addition. This offer, however, proved of no avail, and Dick had to leave for Putnam Hall wearing his old silver watch, which he had put aside upon the receipt of the gold timepiece.

      It was a clear, sunshiny morning when the boys started off. They had paid a last visit to the various points of interest about the place and bid good-by to Sarah, who shook hands warmly, and said farewell to the hired men, both of whom hated them to leave, for they had made matters pleasant as well as lively. Their three trunks were loaded in a farm wagon, and now Jack, one of the men-of-all-work, drove up with the two-seated carriage to drive them over to Oak Run by way of the river bridge, half a mile up the stream.

      "Good-by, Uncle Randolph!" cried one after another, as they shook hands. "Good-by, Aunt Martha!" and each gave Mrs. Rover a hug and a kiss, something which brought the tears to the lady's eyes.

      "Good-by, boys, and take good care of yourselves," said Randolph Rover.

      "And if you can't stand it at boarding school, write, and we will send for you to come back here," added his wife; and then, with a crack of the whip, the carriage rolled off, and the farm was left behind. It was to be many a day ere the boys would see the place again.

      CHAPTER V

       ON THE WAY TO PUTNAM HALL

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      "I don't think we'll want to send word to Aunt Martha to be taken back," observed Sam, who sat on the driver's seat with the hired man.

      "Neither do I," returned Tom. "To be sure, we have a nice enough home here, but it's dreadfully slow."

      "There is no telling what may be in store for us," joined in Dick. "Don't you remember how Fred Garrison fared at Holly School? That institution sent out a splendid circular, and when Fred got there they almost starved him to death."

      "That is true. Where is Fred now?"

      "I don't know."

      "Mr. Colby wouldn't recommend Putnam Hall if it wasn't all right," remarked Tom. "Jack, whip up the team, or we'll miss that train."

      "They are going putty well now, Master Tom," replied the driver.

      The trunks had gone on ahead, and when they reached the depot at Oak Run they found old Ricks grumbling because no one was there to check them.

      "Do you reckon I'm going to be responsible for everybody's baggage?" he snarled as Dick approached him.

      "I'll check them as soon as I can get tickets," answered Dick curtly. "What an old bear he is!" he whispered to Tom. "He didn't treat me half decently when I was over here about the watch."

      "If only we had a little time I would fix him," whispered Tom in return. He had sobered down for several days now and was dying to play a trick on somebody.

      They went into the station and procured tickets, and then found the time for the train had been changed, and it would not be along for nearly half an hour.

      "Good! just wait till I get back," said Tom.

      He had noticed Ricks gathering up some waste paper around the depot, and felt tolerably certain the old fellow was about to build a bonfire of it. Walking over to one of the stores, he entered, and asked the proprietor if he had any large firecrackers on hand.

      "Just two, sir," said the storekeeper, and brought them forth. Each was six inches long and thick in proportion.

      "How much?" asked the boy.

      "Seeing as they are the last I have, I'll let you have them for fifteen cents each."

      "I'll give you a quarter for the two."

      "Very well; here you are," and the transfer was made on the spot. Slipping СКАЧАТЬ