Tip Top Weekly No. 52: Frank Merriwell's Dash — page 8: what you’re looking at

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FRANK MERBIWELL'S DASH. 5 asked Bink, as he deposited himself on allow. ‘Think of Bruce Browning, the chair. | champion lazy man at Yale, riding a ‘*No, we haven't got any smokers, ’? | bicycle across the continent. ‘The exer- answered Harry. ‘And the last time you, tion of riding across the campus would were here, Bruce Browning said you) utterly prostrate him.” swiped a whole package of cigarettes! ‘‘Um!’ grunted Bruce. ‘‘It’s singular from him.” ‘that small things annoy one worst.”? Stubbs tried to look horrified, and then| ‘‘Oh, yes,’? returned Danny, promptly ; cried: ‘feven a little mosquito bores me fright- ‘Well, Pll he hanged! as the picture! fully.” said when it found the cord was tied to; ‘‘Say, Griswold,” piped Stubbs, it.” | _ |**that’s a bad habit to get into.” ‘You know neither of us smoke,’ said} ‘*‘What’s a bad habit to get into?’ de- Merriwell. mianded Danny, bristling up resentfully. “I Know you pretend you do not, but| ‘‘That suit of clothes you have on,” I don’t know that you are not bluffing/said Stubbs, whimsically, ‘‘It’s a misera when you say so.’ ble fit.” | ‘What's that? Do you mean to sine “Well, you'll have a bad fit if I get ate that lam lying. Why, Ill step she vou!’? exclaimed Griswold, hotly. you, Stubbsie!”’ ‘‘You're a base fraud and an impostor! ‘‘In that case my days are numbered,| You are trying to steal iny thunder by as the calendar said to the blotter.” reading the sane comic papers that I do. There was a sound of voices outside the | If you keep this up you'll use up ali of door, and then, with very little ceremony, | my orignal jokes.” three lads came filing into the room. ‘*Oh, well,’ said Stubbs, “cough up a They were Browning, Diamond and! cigarette and I'll let you forgive me. I’m Griswold. | idying for a whiff.” “Get up, you little villain!’ said! Griswold hesitated, and then flung a Bruce, as he collared Stubbs and yanked: package of cigarettes at Bink, who skil- him off the easy chair. ‘‘Don’t you know/ fully caught them, extracted one, closed enough to let other folks have a chance| the package, and tossed it back. A mo- to sit down, you lazy little rascal ?”? ment later the little chap had lighted the And then, with a sigh of relief, Bruce; cigarette, and, as he deposited himself at deposited his corpulent form on the chair. | full length on a tiger-skin rug, he puffed Stubbs bristled up, as if he meant to;out a great whiff of smoke, and miur- fight, then seemed to change his mind, | mured: and shook his head and remarked: ‘*Now I have something to blow about, ‘Such things are bound to a cur, as{as the cyclone said when it lifted a house the dog said when he looked at the tin;jand barn into the next State.”’ | can that was tied to his tail.”’ '*Speaking about clothes,’’ said Brown- The boys were welcomed by Frank and!ing, languidly, ‘‘did you see Goldstein, Harry, and Merriwell said: the tailor, to-day, Rattleton ?”’ “Tm glad you fellows droppedin. I| ‘‘Yes, I saw him,’’ nodded Harry. want to find out hcw many of you arego-| ‘‘And did you tell him I said I would ing to take that bicycle trip across the|settle that little bill?” continent during the summer vacation.’’?| ‘‘Sure.’’ ‘“Jeewhiskers!?? grinned Danny Gris-| ‘‘That’s kind of you. Did he seem wold, who was, like Stubbs, a little fel-}| convinced ?”’ ECOMICLO® SS (SO)