Tip Top Weekly No. 118: Frank Merriwell, Engine Wiper — page 13: what you’re looking at

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* TIP TOP WEEKLY. “DP ve had my eye on you this fore- noon,”’ he said. Frank started. He had not fancied that _ the foreman was noticing him at all. ‘*Yes, I’ve had my eye on you,’’ said the foreman. ‘‘You’ve worked all right, -and you didn’t stand round with your ‘hands in your pockets waiting for some- body to.tell you what todo. You found enough to do, and you did it, That’s right, Keepon the same way. That’s all.”? ° Then. he walked away, without another word, ney Cg. Rey CHAPTER V. THE STREET MUSICIANS. That afternoon Frank had a chance to. help a machinist who was making some repairs on an engine. The work was difficult to reach, and the machinist kept Frank to pass him his tools as he re- quired them. Frank watched to see how everything was done, and asked some questions. At first the engineer growled his answers, but Frank had a pleasant way of leading him on, so that, after a time, he became more agreeable. He was © aii intelligent man, and he appreciated intelligence in others. This being the case, it did not take him a great while to discover that Merriwell was different from the ordinary wiper. ‘When the machinist spoke of certain parts of the locomotive he found that his assistant knew something about them, or, at least quickly caught onto his meaning. Then he was astonished to learn that Merry was spending his first day ina roundhouse, “How have you picked up a know!l- edge of so many things about an engine, young man?” he asked. | “ST have two books on locomotive en- gineering which I purchased,’ answered Frank, reddening somewhat. was a. subject that interested. me, and I have. read the books pretty thoroughly.’’. “That's it, eh? Well, you can’t learn anything of real practical value without- experience, but those books may help. you, iny boy.”’ “I think they will, sir, for I have a good memory, and I do not easily forget anything I study.” ‘Keep on studying. wat to know you can find out by asking me. They'll tell you old Tom Bowers is sulky and surly, but don’t mind that. It’s _ I rather like your appear- © I think you are a young man with . get-there i in him, and get-there is what — only my way. ance. counts in this world. ™ In this way. Frank found another friend, much to the surprise of the other _ wipers, none of whom had been abijeto . get along with Tom Bowers. The work that afternoon was far more agreeable than it had been in the fore-- noon, and Frank was well paenes when, | night caine, At the same time, he knew some of the wipers were already growing jealous of © him, seeing that he promised to be some- thing of a favorite, as he had been able - to draw Tom Bowers into conversation. © As arule, Bowers swore and snarled at. his assistants, but he had treated Frank in a different manner. As Frank left the — thrée of . the wipers were talking epgetaes hear the door, and one of them said: ‘‘There goes the fellow now. I tell you . we don’t want such chaps here,”’ _ “We can’t help it,’ said another. | “Why not? We've driven men out. ” ‘Tf you think you can drive him, try it. with him.” “Qh, I’m not going to try it alone, but _ the whole of us——” CUBA LIBRE—GET A CUBAN BUTTON. “Tt was a Anything you" Old Slugs didn’t cut much of a figure 3 | OO (GO) S co