The Chums of Scranton High at Ice Hockey

eard the news thi

ding some long-eared, handsome Belgian hares, which of late he had t

ring under considerable excitement. His face was flushed as if with running,

know we live on a street that is largely used by those who have to get out shortly after daybreak Sunday mornings in winter. What's

t burglary that was pulled off, even if the stuff taken consisted of candy, ci

oked in

een Paul Kramer's Emporium that had suffered; because he's

y got in through a back door, and everybody says i

took candy and cigarettes and sporting goods it would look to me pretty m

hard at hi

ef Wambold said right away. And, Hugh, he followed it with the declaration that he guessed he could pu

ould be Nick Lang," came the quick reply,

he can't blame folks for suspecting him of every single tricky piece of work that is pulled off in town. In the past Nick has bee

will find himself mistaken," said Hugh soberly, and th

dy we have do our weekly work, and passing through the public square on my way back I saw a crowd around Kramer's place.

stion when he twice approached Nick Lang on the ice during that intermission for rest in the hockey match; a

old, for all his faults. He seemed to guess just where a boy like Leon would hide the spoils of a raid like this. Under the floor of the old barn on th

e as if there must have been just two of the thieves

h, or a detective either, for that

hidden under his barn?" further questioned Hugh, d

hat some enemy of his must have set up a mean game on him, wanting to get him nabbed. But say, Hugh, the Chief pulled seven packets of ci

for Leon, I should

ood riddance of bad rubbish, most people in Scranton will be saying. Of course they'll be sorry for his

the other t

n the wide world but that it must be Nick Lang, an

rest Nick?" asked Hu

such a cool customer. Nick smiled as brazenly in the face of the Chief as anything you ever s

hat then

he spoils where no one could find the stuff. He told Nick he would have to arrest him on general

id Nick say to t

before eleven o'clock last night, because the clock that was knocked down when the thieves were rummaging around i

ld the Chief accept his mother's word, knowing that the chances were Nick had slippe

Scranton, and keeps the blacksmith shop out on the road to Allandale where it crosses the one leading to Keyport. Yes, sir, and when the officer did so from

suddenly taken off his chest. He had begun to fear lest

ertainly am," he remarked, "And did our wond

he did bluff the tall Chief of Police good and hard. He actually told him he'd sue him for damage to his reputation if he dared to hold him when there was

free, I take it, fro

had covered his footsteps so cunningly; and even fooled Deacon Winslow. He told Nick

chuckled Hugh. "It wa

n, of course, Nick has

So only one fellow

ell on his p

e third degree, and force a confession from him. What does he mean

cted prisoner, and scare them into saying things. But a clever head of police once

about it then,

usly waiting for the dreaded ordeal of an interview and looking out of a window, he would see one of his fellow gangsters taken past in charge of several plain clothes men. Of course that would give him a

nslow. You see, he believes the old blacksmith must have meant ten-fifteen instead of eleven. That w

after the manner of one whose

is trouble for his pains,

on will stick to his s

ty in the crime-

inclined to make a mistake about the time. I'd wager now he has something positive to settle the matter of Nick's s

ill confused, "things look pretty queer to me, and