The "Blacklisted" Cadet — page 21: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

SAND. ® Vic looked iminensely worked up and interested. ‘CA girl??? he murmured, “‘and looks like ‘an In- dian’ princess! See here, Clif, the messenger boy apparently wasn’t dreaming, after all.’ Clif shook his head hopelessly. “That bag was not intended as a missile ?”’ “Tl don’t know.”’ ‘Vou see,’’ mused Vic, ‘‘she wanted to get it to you. She may really have stolen into> the building when we were at study this afternoon, looking for your room to put the bag in. ‘The messenger boy stumbled upon her, scared her. She sloped 1) 10 some clever way, returned this eveaing, or luug around, made out your window—delivered the bag.”’ “But why the bag??? almost shouted Clif, in au exasperated way. “You guess !’’ : “T can’t. Wiuat value, what significance, has a cournou coarse old salt bag? Yes, such it 1s,’’ de- clared Clif, inspecting it,’’? and——”’ “A name!’? ‘ ‘Pinned on.’’ ‘fA card, Pha calietas See? ‘Clif ‘Faraday.’ ”’’ wed declare!” ‘“Now it’s simple! The oirl was sent to deliver it. She’s done it, you see,’’ theorized Vic. ‘‘She’s some shy, wild creature, but supple, strong and_ fearless, and she’s done what she came to do in her own pe- culiar and original willful way.”’ “TI should say so! but the bag ?”’ “What did it hold ?’’ asked Vic. Clif gathered up a handful of the yellow grains that had fallen to the floor. ‘““Sand,’? he announced, definitely, ‘‘plain, com- mon yellow sand—nothing more!”’ - ' : a e : * - ae. | ws of ‘ * is , : ‘ 7 . a= 4 J en . wi i «& a e. ~~ ey be ow ® r 7 iw ‘> 4 , _ f. AA. : rex ° ; + Pf a~ " ve ay Gee 2 . » . Py aan 4 _ ‘. +} + * co o" a - e.. m1 “4 ’ ° r ++” « af : ‘~~ a? SF) 2 b * . i "s SF. bo LG , va be y “i 4 4 re" « . > 4 a y - f , r - ot? "a S| “aL ‘ : = —_— , * 4 ' ~~ . +, fii» é . . A ~ <a Ti 3h - ‘ x : ‘Z at -— - i s comicbooks.com