Tip Top Weekly No. 118: Frank Merriwell, Engine Wiper — page 8: what you’re looking at

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a “(uP TOP WEEKLY. — a a giddy. . ‘A torrent of fierce language poured from his lips. He looked scarcely “fittman, with his bloodstained face and tobacco-colored teeth. Still the stranger did not appear in the least alarmed. Now, however, the youth took the cffensive. It seemed that he decided that the time had arrived to end the fight, and he went at Slugs like a whirlwind. The ruffian tried to withstand the assault, but he was bewildered by it and _ his defence was feeble. forced. The knuckles of the stranger played a tattoo on his face, while not one of his blows seemed to reach. | Smash! . With one swinging hook, the youth sent Old Slugs staggering across a track to.drop on his hand and knee. Up the man leaped but his opponent _ followed closely. Another blow sent the bully of the roundhouse to earth again. The excitement was intense for the witnesses saw that the stranger was de- ‘termined to end the fight as soou as pos- sible. Slugs got up but he was in. 10 condi- tion to carry on the battle and he fell again almost instantly. Then the fighting -youth stood over him with clinched fists aud flashing eyes demanding: ‘“Have you got enough ?’’ - “Ves!? gasped the “ae ruffian. ‘I give up!?? i . Sonne epee ee” CHAPTER III. STRIKING A JOB. A shout went up. For the first time since his entrance into the roundhouse Old Slugs was whipped. He had brow- beaten and bullied everybody except the foreman, and wow this clean, boyish- looking stranger had defeated him in a square fight. ame athing had seemed beyond the DO YOU WANT A FLAG BUTTON OR PIN? Back ward he was 4f you are able. range of possibility, but it had happened. 7 ‘(Here comes the foreman |”? - Some one uttered the words, and there was a scattering as a dark-faced. man was © seen walking swiftly toward the group. Old Slugs.started to get up, but he fell back limply, as if all the strength oe. been beaten out of hin. The victor calmly took outa -handker- 7 chief and wiped. the--: biGod off his knuckles. He scarcely ‘geeined to beé breathing heavily after. his: recent exer- tious. The foreman came up ans looked the youth over, “IT don’t know how you did it, ” he said; ‘‘but it was a pretty job, young man. I saw the whole thing from start to finish. ’’ - “Tam sorry it occurred, sir,’? was the | calm retort ; ‘but, if you saw it all, yeu know I was not to blame. aan The foreman nodded. ‘‘Hall attempted to bully-fou—I know. - I?ll discharge him.”? _ “Not on my account, sir. It taken me that he has received punishment enough. Iam satisfied, and you ‘may be- sure I shall make no complaint. ”? The foreman looked the defeated. wiper. : over. “Get up! he geowtet.. if this gentleman had requested it..?>, The wiper succeeded in getting upon his feet, brit he staggered a bit as ne walked away. Something like a grim smile passed ; over the face of the foreman. “He has received a good lesson,”? nod=. ded the man. ‘‘It was what he deserved, and I’m glad you were able to give it to | him. ‘You are a wonder fora boy.” ‘fl am hardly a boy, sir.’ ““Well, you are hardly more than that. Go. waaks ‘the. blood off your face and go to work again, “I should have fired: you - ECOMICLOO® SS (CO)