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16 | TIP TOP WEEKLY. the lake, and had found out all about Peter Small, the miser. It was thought in Newport that Tweed had been assisted by some person who lived in that vicinity, for the manner in which he had entered Small’s house and found the old man’s hidden hoard of money, after halt killing the miser, showed he was swell informed. Frank, Bart and Jack accompanied the officers down to the shore, where a small sail-boat lay. With the boat they had run over from Turner’s, and they said _ they were going on to Proctor’s, the wind _ being favorable. The boys saw them depart, and then returned to the cottage, discussing the _ events of the morning. They found Hans savagely at work cleaning the guns. He was sweating and hurrying as if his life depended on what he was doing.. Browning was snoring on the bed. ' “Here, here, what are you doing?”’ asked Frank. — “Gitting retty to met dot roppers!”’ shouted the Dutch lad, fiercely ramming a swab-stick down the barrel of a gun. “Vou shust let dot roppers come fooling’ arount here some more und seen how kvick he vill shoot me. Oh, I peen goin’ to gatch heem tnd got der fife hundret tollars |” Red Create, ahr CHAPTER VII. THE CANOE RACE. - It'was the week of the annual muster of the Grand Army at Cainp Benson, on Lake Sebasticook. Every cottage was occupied and a large number of tents were pitched. Grayheaded veterans, heroes of the war, had gathered there from all over the State of Maine. Every day there were parades, a band concert, and adance in the large hall that had been built for that purpose. The cottages READ WILLIAM MURRAY GRAYDON’S STORIES IN THE BALP-HOLIDAY. and tents were decorated with bunting and flags. Vellow-eyed beans, baked ina ‘‘bean hole,’? were on every bill of fare. Excursion trains stopped at the little platform station, bringing large numbers of visitors from Pittsfield, Newport, Corin- na, Dexter and other towns. The lake steamer was tnaking regular trips be- tween the cainp and Newport, and crowds came to the grounds in teams, on foot and on bicycles. _ Each day in the afternoon there was a ball game and other sports of a nature to interest all. The band played. ‘‘The Star Spangled Banner,’’ ‘‘Marching Through Georgia,’’ ‘‘Yankee Doodle,’’ and other - patriotic airs. The old vets got together and fought over the battles of long ago. : Hundreds of young people flocked to the ground and enjoyed tlie pleasures of the occasion. The country girls were red- cheeked and pretty, and the country lads were sturdy, manly-looking young fel- lows, such as make the best soldiers when in time of trouble the ‘country calls her loyal sons to arms. Not a few fashionable people visited Camp Benson and enjoyed themselves thoroughly. They were not all countrymen there. Merriwell and his friends had heard there was ‘‘fun’’ at Camp Benson, and that was one reason why they stopped at Lake Sebasticook on their way to the Moosehead country. able to hire a cottage anywhere near the camp, and so they took the one on Sandy Point, although it was several miles away. Hearing there were to be aanoe races at the camp, Frank looked about to obtain some canoes, and he was fortunate enough to secure four, although he was . forced to pay an exorbitant price for the use of them that week. Three of them were single canoes for racing purposes. They had not been — COMICLOO® KS (CO)