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The Chums of Scranton High Out for the Pennant

Chapter 8 A BAD OUTLOOK FOR BROTHER LU

Word Count: 2074    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

day, and who turns out to be Mrs. Hosmer's only brother," Hugh was saying, "I want to return the

signs of int

ange, Hugh," he hastened to say. "Well, did he entertain you with some accounts of his adventures in

es he'd take the cake. But he says he was born with the wanderlust in his veins that would not let him rest anywhere for a decent length of time. No sooner would he get settled nicely, and perhaps own some big piece of

ighty interesting character; but for one, I firmly believe it's a great big lie; he's never been

minute way you ever heard. He kept me fairly chained while he was talking of Borneo, Sumatra, Hong Kong, China, Japan, the Philippines, a

hough he begrudged acknowledging even this much; "but I still beli

to his stories, for he kept up a steady stream of talk for a

which is hardly returned in the same ratio; though I confe

d as thou

of his can do all sorts of stunts. Why if you don't look out we'll have you going around taking up a subscription to fit Brother Lu out with a brand new suit of

ed merrily at the gruesome picture Thad drew of hi

fluently and holding my interest, I kept watching him and trying to study his real character. Thad, I own up to failure. O

me little happening that he'd describe so vividly, would you believe it, I felt the tears in my eyes, for it would be sort of pathetic. So during that whole hour I sat there and changed my mind every ten minutes, now blowing

rid of such a sticker?" groaned Thad, as

e details to tell me of a strange thing he had witnessed there, and among other names mentioned, he chanced to speak of a Marshal Hastings, who, it seems, is much feared by the bad men of that community. Somehow, I thought I co

ke the dust of that region off his brogans, and make himself s

At least he could not think of Marshal Hastings withou

and showed itself on his face, which

r, so that of his own free will he'll cut stick and clear out. Well, perhaps after all something like that would be the best way to get rid of him. I don't believe the people in this civilize

ntion of that brave marshal's very name, and I saw him doing something along the same order, why, I began to figure out that if only Brother Lu could be made to believe Marshal Hastings was

t made the other wince; but then he was accustomed

I know he must be, or else he wouldn't burden his poor sister, and see her working for his miserable comfort every day, and all day long. But, Hugh, he could be moved by fear. If so be he has ever done anything down there in Texas tha

as though the exuberance of his com

pretty sure the marshal would have arranged it with the local police to notify him in case Brother Lu ever turned up. Why, Hugh, we've got the scheme right now; and it ought to work to beat the band. I can

to try out this little plan, which you're good enough to call a sche

forehead, which was always reckoned a sure sign that Thad Stevens was concentrating his brain power upon the solution of a knott

ble to get the right post-mark on the envelope, unless we asked the post

y broadened into a positive grin that spread all over

bbed a bright idea!"

the same gets away from yo

er, as he's so fond of calling it, because that word cub is used so often in the movies, when they show up a big newspaper office in New York or Chicago, and the latest greenhorn on the staff is given an assignment that allows him to make the greatest news scoop ever heard of. Jim, to tell

r him to communicate something he wants to appear in the next issue of the paper. The idea that flashed into my brain, yo

ton, having come all the way from Texas to find and take back a certain party who was badly wanted there for some serious offense; the story could give little hints

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