his chair and clappe

only run across Jim Pettigrew, and he got interested in our story, why it might not

s all a

ting up news, setting type in an emergency, and even helping turn off the limited edition of about five hundred copies of the paper that ar

et where the local paper had its offices, and, indeed,

itor's chair," observed Thad,

Courier, is out of town just at present. Say, that w

nd then they burst in on the important if diminutive Jim, w

s is out of town, and has left me in full charge; but then that happens frequently nowadays; and, say, some foolish people have gone so far as to say they can te

nishing he drew the sheet out, glanced over it, made some corrections, smiled as though highly pleased, and called out to a bo

t, for I want it to be a surprise to the community. Read it in tomorrow's issue of the Weekly Courier. Now, what can I do for you, Thad, old scout? Anything con

his own importance, since he had graduated into a temporary occupancy of the editorial chair. Jim was considerably short of twenty a

He continued the story with a description of how the long wandering Brother Lu had been so warmly welcomed

until he had Jim's eyes as round as saucers, while he hung upon every word that was spok

eme he and Hugh had concocted between them, and how much t

ked serious. He was thinking, and gradually a g

can do the writeup part as easy as falling off a fence, because it comes natural for me to be able to put any old thing down

't know what sort of a crime the man might have done away down there in Texas to make Marshal Hastings come so far after hi

I can actually see the ferocious and not-to-be-denied Marshal Hastings. I could even describe how he looks so that you recognize the picture. And say, I'll give such broad hints, without actually saying it's Brother Lu he wants, that the poor old wretch will bump himself getting out of town on

were pleased with matter

ose to leave the Courier office, "to the limit; bu

r just at that moment he felt as though willing to do almost anything

nerve, or as Thad liked to call it, "cheek,"--"I don't believe Mrs. Hosmer ever sees our sterling paper, because the name isn't on our mailing list, or the carrier's either. But tomorrow morning I'll have Jenkins

mill, all right," said the judicious Thad, well aware of the p

he place, and strike a blue streak for the railroad, distant half a mile or so. Should that happen, we can make up our minds it's all serene, and that Scranton, as well as his poor sister, will have seen the last of him. But y

just then, since they looked upon Jim as their main reliance. Fortunately the other did not see fit to bind them to any further

y bubbling ove

e main street of Scranton, meeting many persons whom they knew, and most of them ready with a cheery nod or a word of recognition, for both lads were well

her Lu on the run for the tall timber. Don't be too sure, or you may be disappointed. There's many a s

riting up imaginary things, and making them seem real. He says it's his long suit, whatever h

pretty fair confiden

ling bit of reading, and ought to give our pet aversion a cold shiver when he gets its import. Having Marshal Hastings come away up here after him will upset all Brother Lu's plans for a soft berth

't we? Well, let's call it eight-and-a-half, then. He may be able to get off earlier than he expects, and that would cut Brother Lu out

eam against Mechanicsville; for you know there has been a switch, and the programme changed. That team is considered a strong aggregation from the mills over there, and, we may get our fingers burned unless w

"I'm too fond of baseball to neglect any chance for playing. But we'll try and put this other affair over in the A.M., and

gs as easy as ever over there at Sister Matilda's cottage. It's going to be