The Submarine Boys' Trial Trip / Making Good" as Young Experts"

to the village, sir?" asked Ja

boatbuilder, regard

work. We want to get some metal, a few tools and other things, to

"Get a bill for whatever you spend at the too

. Good mor

with enthusiasm, as the boys stepped across the yard. "My

ing over what Don Melville let drop the o

his pair of men I'm never going to be uneasy again over anything but

e gate of the boatyard, the Melvill

go at the matter with quite your usual tact. You showed your hand too soon.

alize what we represent to him. Inside of two hours he'll have people out to find out whether we'v

Demarest, dryly, "for we shall onl

" questioned the c

on't send

ill, when he

lawyer. "If I know anything about men Far

needs th

I am inclined to think," r

h my influential connections at Washington, and some other connect

, as long as Jacob Farnum has the d

hat, too," add

't it funny how some folks will cling to muckers? Why, anyone would think that the fellow Ben

the lawyer. "He

f the yard. They had turned on the sidewalk, and st

rnal gang!" uttere

then," whispered Jack. "Don't say or do anything that ca

disappointed over the knowledge that he could not hope to command the

walking abreast, yet ready

on Melville, in a low tone, yet lou

would have passed in silence,

e little

uldn't help turning, the flush m

for you

, unable to ignore the impli

Eph," muttered Jack, gripping

Don, hotly. "Do yo

ck, dryly, "you're

s temper hopelessly. Burning

whether I am, o

toward shattering Jack

arm he turned to gla

son, mucker," a

on the fellow, Don," cr

sulted me," cried Don, in a r

with people of this class,"

on, but that seemed only to render the young man

at!" warned young Bens

odged the impact, then darted in at the side, landing a bl

?" flashed Don, thro

ion in attacking his son, now stepped back

seball nearly a block away, s

elled, gleefully, and

Suspecting, partly, what might be up, Jacob Farnum s

screamed. "I'll teach yo

about where I get my t

and stung past hi

ow up that first blow. Throwing himself

aiting, but rushed at the shorter yo

entleman, Don!" c

at of rage. With such force did he aim the blow that, when nimble Captain Jack

me of the on lookin

e his foe, smilin

ng tricks like that o

he caught sight of the smiling faces of Messrs. Farnu

cool down if he did not want to become a laughing stock for the street crowd that was

y, "I don't want to hurt you

the bounds of reason. On the "gym" floor Don had studied the art of bo

hound!" h

Jack laughed. "Is that all you can do?

ked Don. "Tak

w delivered with Don's right fist. The force of the parry threw Don to his left. Just at that instant Benson passed behind his opponent, la

y in the throng. "Say, ain't

e always delighted at seeing the larger fellow thrashed,

etter wait and cool down

making a show

while his father looked unutterably disgusted and

pping in. "Don, you're no match for your opponent, at least no

r make a fool of me?" demanded the Melville you

emly," insisted his father, red-face

to carry the fight on any further, chafed hopelessly. Jack Benson, seeing the new tu

t needed here any

Melville, "we shall see what can be don

ed, his back, as he and his mates started off up the street, f

s?" demanded the elder Melvill

Demarest. "As for Benson, all he did was to protect himself when insulted and assaulted unjustly. It was

ng quietly, they returned to the yard. The crowd broke up. The