The Idol's Stratagem; or, Buddha's Yankee Brains — page 3: what you’re looking at

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7 » to Adventure Week] {ssued Weekly—By Subscription $2.50 per year. l., N. Ye Mntered Aceording to Act of Congress, in the Year 1598, in the Office of the Librarian of Congress, 3) ashington, D. C. BE i aetacne G EES bse ona No. 14. NEW YORK. March 26, 1808. Price Five Cents. TABLE OF CONTENTS. | ug Page. THE IDOL’S STRATAGEM: or, Buddha’s Yankee Brainses =. yas eee GOLD FOR SUGGESTIONS . . . , | | 29 EDITORIAL COMMENT 29 CORRESPONDENCE... 29 AMONG THE JAYHAWKERS | 30 PLCIa TO CAUGH or ce 31 eee? The Idols S tratagem, BUDDHA’S YANKEE BRAINS. ———— By DOUGLAS WELLS. en —————— -—— First Part. CHAPTER’ J. BRUCE FACES THE CALENDAR. Captain Bruce, you are wanted.” Eh??? muttered the young trooper ad- dressed, opening his eyes and sitting has- tily up in bed. ‘You are wanted, Ralph Stirling. ‘Who wants me?” more Bruce, jumping couch. ‘Major Stirling directed me to say that Ineutenant Jones has discovered a great deal of untidiness in the quarters of your troop. You are directed to join your lieu- tenant, who is waiting for you at the stables, and you two are to make a tour of inspection of your men’s quarters. ”? ~ Those are Phil’s orders?” They are Major Stirling’s orders,” corrected Captain Ralph, severely. “What fine airs we are putting on,’ I say,’’ repeated demanded Clay- hastily from his ~ grumbled Bruce, good-naturedly, ‘‘since our troop was increased to a battalion 1?” As he spoke, the lanky young captain pulled on his white duck trousers. Next he began to dip water out of a bucket into a basin. “No, no,’’ interjected Ralph. ‘‘Major Stirling directs that you shal] attend to the matter with all haste. You are not even to waste the time that would be needed to make your toilet.” What!” gasped Bruce. ‘Qo out and lecture my troopers for untidiness before I’ve washed my hands and face? A nice exallple that would be!”? ~The major’s orders,” snapped Ralph, briskly. ‘And I’d heed them, for 1 can assure you that Major Stirling seems mightily put out.” Orders are orders,’’ declared Bruce, who was every inch a4 ‘soldier = SSCon- found it! Somebody has stolen ny mlir- LOT: I wouldn’t erieve because I couldn’t prink,”’ rejoined Ralph, so seriously that Comicbooks y. Pnteved as Second Class Matter at the N. y. Post Office. Srrewvr & SMITH, 238 William (ero)