Tip Top Weekly No. 61: Frank Merriwell in the Mines — page 12: what you’re looking at

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10 FRANK MERBIWELL IN THE MINES, “Huah!? grunted the bullwhacker. ‘| high-pitched voice, ‘‘I’d never thought it “And I have to add that I'll make itjof him!” very unpleasant for you if you trouble| Seeing the little man, Judge Spudd them. In the next place, let me tell you | hurried up and grabbed him by the arm, that itis not always wise to jump on a! wheezing forth: bov just because he isa boy. There are| ‘‘City Marshal Mole, it is your sworn boys who are more dangerous to fool;duty to arrest these persons, who are with than men.”’ . | dangerous to the peace of the community. ‘Yo’ bet dat am right!’ put in 1 Toots. ‘They have dared to venture into this ‘Still further, all tenderfeet are notitown without first providing themselves going to get down and crawl when some(|with special permits to ride their bicycles loud-mouthed, blatant, self-styled bad through Silver Bluff, which is an insult man tells them to do so. There arejand a defiance of the law. I call on you tenderfeet, and, then again, there are! ito arrest them.’’ other tenderfeet.’’ | | City Marshal Mole seemed surprised “Yes, sar,”? nodded the colored lad, !and ill at ease. From what he had heard ‘San’ we am de odder tenderfeet, sar.” these boys were not ordinary tenderfeet, ‘That is all,’? concluded Frank. ‘‘But,;and it might not bea pleasant task to keep your hands up'—you are to turn/arrest the one who had disarmed and to the right and march down the street|cowed Ben Boze. without stopping till you are out of pistol; Mole coughed, and took a step toward range, unless you are anxious to find out! Frank, but retreated two steps as Merri- how well I can shoot.”’ An? dat boy can shoot a mighty sight |er’s revolver still in his hand. better dan he can use a whip, man,’’?de-} ‘‘Er-er-excuse me!’ stammered the clared Toots, warningly. little city marshal. ‘‘I—I wish you would So, much against his will the ‘‘bad|be careful with that gun, young man. It man’? was forced to march away, but he|—it’s pointed this way.”’ vowed rengeance as he departed. ‘So it is’? smiled Frank, keeping the As Boze disappeared a little man with | muzzle of the weapon directed toward the red whiskers and long-legged boots, came |small man, who was dancing about to get in sight and stood staring after the bull-: out of range. ‘‘But I don’t think it will whacker in evident astonishment. — \go of unless you make me nervous by Then the little man came hustling) getting too near.’’ toward the group in front of the Golden, | “Oh, I won’t do that!’’ assured Mole, Eagle, and the boys saw he wore a belt /retreating still further. Then he turned round his waist, and that belt was loaded Ito Judge Spudd, and squeaked: with weapons of various kinds. “If you want them arrested, arrest The newcomer excitedly asked some;them yourself! I don’t know nothing of the spectators what had happened and/about no licenses or permits for ridin’ he was told how Frank had subdued Ben | bisuckles. ’’ | Boze. With that he suddenly wheeled about Straightway the little man approached /and bolted through the door of the saloon Merriwell, stopped with his feet set wide jas if he feared the revolver in Merriwell’s apart, thrust his broad-brimmed hat back hand might be discharged before he could on his head, and stared at the lad whoj get out of the way. haa dared face the reputed ‘‘bad man.”’ ‘Suffering justice!’? wheezed Judge ‘Well,’ he exclaimed, in a squeaky, |Spudd, dramatically. ‘And it i a lee ee | ene well turned sharply with the bullwhack- us th COm a NOOKS co