Bobby Blake on the School Nine; Or, The Champions of the Monatook Lake League

off his usual laziness. With a single impulse they spra

acon and eggs, plates piled high with snowy, puffy biscuit, which, as Mrs. Wilson told them, she had "knocked together" in a hurry, smoking hot from th

cookery of their hostess. It brought a glow of pleasure into her kindly eyes and a happy flush to her cheeks. She fluttered about them like a hen over her chicks, renewing the dishes, pressin

a sigh of perfect satisfaction that the boys finally sat back in their

ind had passed this w

d a meal so muc

When you say a meal's the limit you know what you

t in Mrs. Wilson. "It does me g

much money if you had us as

yourselves warm as toast before you start

along. Perhaps that snow plough will get down sooner than we thought, and everyt

rmly, and then Bobby as spoke

, taking out his pocketbook, while

cent!" declared Mrs.

d. "We couldn't think of letting you go to all

hildren of my own, and the old place gets a bit lonesome at times. I haven't had such a good time for years as I've had

ter as far as they could without offending her. So they were forced

and went down the steps, Tiger accompanying them to the gate. He seemed

ee Wee admiringly, as they w

ou mean," cor

orted Pee Wee. "Whichever n

fields. They were blissfully conscious of being, as Mouser put it, "full to the

ly awakened by the

ur train," crie

time at the table, and the snow-plough must have come along sooner than they

o deep for that. It clung about their feet and legs

in despair, as a stream of smoke began

and things are on

ess," gasped Pee Wee, sl

and they looked blankly at each

Fred as the only way

jiggered!" ex

and Bobby, too, kept silent, though for a different reason. H

telegram from some place telling the conductor to put our things off at Rockledge and leave them in care of the station agent there. What we've got to wor

Mouser, "but it's in

ad one and Bobby cam

go back and ask Mrs. Wilson. She'll know all about th

and explained their plight to Mrs

e volunteered, "and Mr. Wilson will take you o

grams would be flying back and forth and their parents would be anxious and excited. They must get to some place wher

ad that crosses this at a junction about two miles from here and connects with the main line that goes on to Rockledge. There's an afternoon train on that line that you'll have

ry thing," cried Bo

octor ordered,"

as none too much time and the walking was bound to be slow they set out at on

uses on their way. Even in summer it was evident that the locality was wild

you were up in the Big W

ould be a dandy place for train r

ght," remarked Pee Wee, who was panting wit

creepy feeling, like being in

d uttered an

t over in that hollow," he c

k than a regular house, se

's any one living ther

obby. "I can see the light of a

ow just off the road. It was in the last stages of decay and looked as though a strong wind w

, as Bobby had said, by the red light that came flicke

uggested Fred. "Then, too, we can make sure tha

Bobby. "We got left once t

take a minut

obby did not wish to insist too much, th

otsteps, so that whoever was in the

n advance, rapp

then the door swung open and a roug

want?" he a

the road," said Fred, a little di

ment, noticed that they were well

riefly, and stood as