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CHAPTER V
JOSIAH CRABTREE MAKES A FIND
With bated breaths the cadets awaited developments in the room occupied by the dictatorial Josiah Crabtree. They were not long in coming.
They heard the teacher turn over several times in bed. Then came a few seconds of silence and then a snort of disgust.
“What is this stuff?” they heard Josiah Crabtree mutter. “Is it glue, or what? I’m stuck full of it! It must be another trick of those confounded boys!”
Then the teacher bounced up out of bed. The sheets came up with him, and as he started to move toward the light, so that he might illuminate the scene, he got tangled up and fell to the floor with a crash, taking a stand full of books with him.
“Oh!” he groaned. “What is the matter with me, anyway? I am all tangled up! That must be glue, and I am full of it! Oh, those boys!” And then the lads heard him roll over and over in the darkness, trying to get out of the snarl of sticky bed sheets. Pepper burst out laughing, for he could hold in no longer.
“Hi, you young rascal, who are you?” roared the irate teacher. “What do you mean by treating me in such a fashion?”
“I hope you are having a sweet time of it, Professor!” called out Stuffer, in a deep bass voice.
“The candy is yours, for nothing!” added Pepper. “But don’t eat too much, it may give you indigestion.”
“Wait till I get hold of you!” cried Josiah Crabtree. “I’ll have you expelled from Putnam Hall!”
He arose to his feet at last and started towards the door. But by the time he had it open the cadets had fled and he found the hall deserted.
“The villains!” he murmured. “Oh, wait till I catch them! Just wait!”
“What is the trouble, Mr. Crabtree?” came in a voice from a side hall, and Captain Putnam appeared, attired in a dressing gown and slippers.
“The cadets – some of them have been playing tricks on me,” spluttered the teacher.
“Indeed! What sort of tricks?”
“They put molasses candy in my bed. I am stuck full of the sticky stuff!”
“Who did it?”
“I don’t know. But I am going to find out!” was the savage answer. “Some of them were out skylarking to-night and I went after them, but I didn’t catch them.”
“This skylarking at night must stop,” said the master of the Hall. “If you find out who is guilty, report to me,” and he went back to his room.
Safe in their dormitories, the cadets lost no time in disrobing and getting to bed. Some of them expected an immediate inspection, but it did not come. Josiah Crabtree visited a bathroom, to clear himself of the sticky candy, and by the time he had cleaned up it was too late to go after the boys who had played the joke.
“Mum’s the word, all around!” said Andy, after things had quieted down.
“Reff Ritter and his cronies may give us away,” said Pepper.
“If they do they had better look out!” answered one of the big students. “We want no tale-bearers in this school. I’ll warn them.” And, early in the morning he did so. It was a good move, for Coulter and Paxton were preparing to send a note to Captain Putnam, exposing Pepper, Jack and their chums.
“You do anything of the sort and you’ll catch it good and hot!” said the big student. “Remember, we haven’t forgot how you acted during the rebellion. If you don’t behave yourselves we’ll make it so uncomfortable for you that you’ll want to go home.” And then, in fright, Coulter and Paxton tore the note up.
By noon it was known throughout Cedarville that the church had been visited and the clapper of the bell taken. Some folks attributed the trick to the Pornell students, some to the Putnam Hall cadets, and still others to some village lads. A deacon of the church went to Pornell Academy and demanded the clapper, and got into a warm row with Doctor Pornell.
“My students are young gentlemen, they would not do such a thing!” cried the head of the academy, wrathfully. “It is an outrage to accuse them.”
“They weren’t any too good to paint the church porch red,” returned the deacon, pointedly. “If they have the clapper I want it.”
At this remark Dr. Pornell subsided and made some inquiries, but, of course, the clapper was not found.
It was not until evening that Josiah Crabtree went to his bureau drawer, to get out a clean dress shirt. He was still in a bad humor over the candy affair, and he hauled forth a shirt with no gentle hand.
The next instant he let out a cry of commingled pain and astonishment for the clapper had rolled from the shirt and fallen on his toes. He danced around on one foot, trying to nurse the other.
“Another trick!” he howled. “Oh my toes! The big one must be smashed to a jelly! And what is that iron thing?”
He nursed his foot for several minutes and then picked up the clapper and turned it over.
“A bell clapper! Ha! is it possible! It must be! The clapper belonging to the church! I must inform Captain Putnam of this at once!”
Down the stairs he hobbled as well as his injured foot permitted. He found the master of the school just preparing to take a drive.
“I have found it, sir!” cried the teacher. “It was hidden, where do you suppose? in one of my bureau drawers!”
“Found what?” asked Captain Putnam.
“The bell clapper belonging to the Union church.”
“Is it possible?” And now the Captain’s face took on a look of concern, for one of the church members had asked him about the clapper during the afternoon.
“I knew some of the boys were up to mischief last night,” went on Josiah Crabtree. “We ought to find out who is guilty.”
“You are right.”
“What of this bell clapper?”
“I’ll return it to the church at once.”
“And when will you investigate?”
“To-morrow morning, as soon as the school session begins,” answered Captain Putnam. “Give me the clapper. I’ll return it myself.” And the article was placed in his charge and he drove off with it. He left it at the home of the church sexton, and it was that evening restored to its original position in the belfry.
“We are in for trouble to-morrow,” said Pepper, late that evening, as he came in from a visit to the school library.
“On account of the clapper?” asked Jack.
“Yes. Captain Putnam is going to conduct a strict investigation to-morrow morning, as soon as school opens.”
“What will you do if he questions every cadet?” asked Dale.
“I’ll face the music,” answered Jack promptly.
“What do you think he’ll do if he finds out you took the clapper?” questioned Fred Century.
“I don’t know, I’m sure. Cut off our holidays perhaps, – or reduce me to the ranks.”
“I don’t want my holidays cut,” said Pepper. “And to have Jack’s official position taken from him would be too mean for anything.”
All of the boys who had had a part in taking the clapper and putting it in Josiah Crabtree’s room were very much worried although they tried not to show it. It was one thing to play a joke and quite another to take the consequences.
“How Reff Ritter and his crowd will laugh if we are found out and punished,” said Pepper to his intimate chums.
“If they laugh too loud I’ll punch ’em,” answered Andy.
“I believe what the captain does will depend upon what the church folks do,” put in Joe Nelson. “If they raise a big row he’ll have to investigate pretty thoroughly. It might be a good thing to smooth matters over with the church people.”
“And how would you do that?” asked Pepper.
“Oh, you might explain that it was only a bit of boyish fun, done on a dare – and you might propose to give the church an extra donation if the matter was dropped. I think Deacon Pelham would drop the matter if the extra donation was made – and he’s the head man in the church just now.”
“Deacon Pelham!” cried Fred Century. You mean Isaac Pelham, who lives up the lake shore near Grape Creek?”
“Yes.”
“Why, I know him well. I took him out in my boat once, – when he was in a great hurry to get a doctor from across the lake. He was very thankful and wanted to pay me for my services, but I told him I wasn’t running the Ajax for money. That was when I was a student at Pornell.”
“Then you are the one to go to Deacon Pelham and smooth matters over,” cried Stuffer. “Go ahead, Fred; it may aid Pep and Jack a good deal.”
“Fred needn’t to do it unless he feels like it,” said the young major of the Hall battalion.
“I’ve got a plan,” came from Dale. “Fred needn’t to mention any names, only state that some of the boys would like to hush the matter up and also want to make a contribution.”
The matter was talked over, and presently it was decided that Fred should pay the deacon a visit, accompanied by Dale. They carried with them a “contribution” amounting to six dollars.
“Might as well go on bicycles,” suggested Dale, and got out his machine. Fred used a machine belonging to Pepper, and as the road was good the distance to Deacon Pelham’s home was quickly covered. They found the deacon coming in from a day of labor in a distant field.
“How do you do, Deacon Pelham,” said Fred politely.
“Why, bless my soul, it’s Fred Century!” cried the deacon smiling. “How do you do!” And he held out his hand. “Who’s this with you, another young sodger, I suppose.”
“Yes, sir, my fellow cadet, Dale Blackmore.”
“Come into the house. My wife will be glad to see you – she’s much better than when I had to hurry for a doctor that time,” added the church man.
“We haven’t much time to spare, Mr. Pelham,” said Fred. He lowered his voice. “We came on a little business.”
“Is that so? What do you want?”
“You once said if you could do me a favor you would,” continued the owner of the Ajax.
“So I will.”
“I came to see you about that bell clapper that was brought back to the church this afternoon.”
“Ah!” Deacon Pelham’s face became a study. “Did you take it?”
“No, sir.”
“Glad to hear it. It was a scandalous piece of business. But what do you know about it?”
“I know that some of the cadets of Putnam Hall wish to hush the matter up. It was only a little joke and – ”
“A very bad joke, my boy.”
“Perhaps, but they thought that if you’d drop it they would make the church a contribution of this.”
Fred drew out the money – six new crisp one-dollar bills.
“Hum! Six dollars, eh? Well – er – the church needs money that is sure.”
“It will pay for the cut rope and more, sir. It was only a joke. If you’ll drop it, it will save some cadets a lot of trouble,” went on Fred earnestly. “All you’ve got to do is to send word to Captain Putnam that the matter has been adjusted. You’ll do that for me, won’t you Mr. Pelham?”
At first the deacon was obdurate, but in the end he weakened. The church was in a poor way and needed every dollar it could get. As head of the committee he promised to drop the matter, and wrote a note to that effect and signed it. Then Fred gave him the money.
“But, mind you, no more jokes,” said the deacon, as the cadets departed.
“Not that kind anyway,” answered Fred, and off he sped on his bicycle, with Dale beside him.
“It was easier than I thought,” said Dale. “Now to get that note to Captain Putnam in secret before he starts his investigation.”
CHAPTER VI
AN ANNOUNCEMENT OF IMPORTANCE
“I guess that note will do the business – and we’ll never be suspected.”
It was Reff Ritter who spoke and he addressed Gus Coulter and Nick Paxton. The three cronies were in a wing of the school, out of sight and hearing of the other pupils.
“What did you put in the note?” asked Paxton with interest.
“Oh, I wrote in a disguised hand and stated that I knew the cadets had banded together to keep mum about the bell clapper and the only way for Captain Putnam to get at the bottom of the affair was to ask each officer and private, starting from the major down. I put the note on the captain’s desk and he must have it by now.”
“Good!” chuckled Paxton. “If he starts in by questioning Ruddy he’ll soon get at the bottom of the matter, for the major won’t dare to tell a falsehood.”
“And more than likely he’ll lose his position,” put in Coulter. “I hope he does.”
“He ought to lose it,” answered Reff Ritter. Not for a moment did he give Jack credit for the good turn he had done him.
While the three lads were talking Captain Putnam had entered his office and taken up the note. He read it with interest and his brow contracted.
He was much disturbed, for since the open rebellion of the cadets, when they had refused to be starved into submission by Pluxton Cuddle, he had made the students promise not to band together in secret against the discipline of the school. Ritter knew this, and this was why he sent the note.
“I cannot permit this,” murmured the head of the school to himself. “I must make a complete investigation to-morrow, – and the guilty parties must be made to suffer.” And then he held a conference with Josiah Crabtree and George Strong. Crabtree was in favor of punishing nearly everybody, but George Strong, with his usual goodheartedness, counseled moderation.
“It most likely was merely a thoughtless prank,” said Mr. Strong. “The cadets meant no harm. Bell clappers, as you know, have been taken by students from times immemorial.” And at this Captain Putnam had to turn away with a smile, for in his younger days he himself had assisted at the removal of, not a clapper, but the bell of the boarding school he had attended.
“We’ll see in the morning,” said Captain Putnam, and there for the time being the matter rested.
It must be confessed that Jack, Pepper and their chums were somewhat worried that night, and the young major slept but little. Fred and Dale had reported the interview with Deacon Pelham and had seen to it that the note got into Captain Putnam’s hands.
Early in the morning Pepper was out on the campus when he saw Captain Putnam appear. A moment later one of the stablemen brought up the captain’s black horse and the head of the Hall vaulted into the saddle in true military style and was off.
“He’s in a hurry,” thought Pepper, and he wondered where the master of the school was going. He watched the captain turn into the lake road and then uttered a low whistle.
“I’ll bet a button he is going to visit Deacon Pelham!” he murmured. “Maybe he wants to learn if that note was genuine.”
The roll of the drum soon summoned all of the cadets to the campus, and with Jack at the head of the battalion, they went through the manual of arms and then marched around the Hall and into the messroom. Jack and Pepper both put on a bold front, yet each felt far from easy.
“They’ll catch it – just wait!” whispered Ritter to Coulter. “Before noon they’ll wish they had let that clapper alone!”
After breakfast the cadets went to chapel. The services here were almost over when Captain Putnam came in and took his place on the platform.
“Now you’ll hear something drop!” said Ritter gleefully, to his cronies.
“Ritter, stop your talking!” said George Strong, who was near.
“I – er – I only wanted the window closed,” stammered the bully. “I feel cold.”
“Couldn’t you close it yourself?”
“Coulter was right there – I thought he could do it.” Then the window was closed, and the conversation came to an end.
“I have a few words to say to you young gentlemen,” said Captain Putnam, coming to the front of the platform. His eyes swept the auditorium and Jack and Pepper felt something cold run up and down their backbones. “As you all know, the clapper of the bell of the Union Church was taken night before last, and the deed was done by some cadets of this institution.”
The captain paused, and the silence was so intense that the ticking of the clock could be plainly heard.
“The taking of the clapper was a foolish prank, and it was an equally foolish prank to place it where it was found,” continued Captain Putnam. “Yesterday I resolved to make a thorough investigation and punish the offenders.”
“Quite right, eminently proper,” murmured Josiah Crabtree.
“I heard, too, that a plan had been put through by you cadets to stand together – that everybody was to keep mum, as it is called. This you know is a violation of the agreement made after the – er – the unfortunate affair which – er – led to a rebellion among you.”
“I didn’t hear of that,” murmured one of the cadets.
“Nor I,” added another.
“What did you say, Farhaven?” asked the captain quickly.
“I didn’t hear of any agreement to keep mum,” replied the cadet addressed.
“Nor did I,” put in Bob Grenwood, the quartermaster of the battalion.
“Nor I,” came from several others.
At these words the captain’s face showed relief.
“All who have not agreed to band together will raise their hands,” said the captain loudly, and instantly nearly every cadet raised his hand.
“This is really gratifying,” went on Captain Putnam, with almost a smile on his face. “To my mind, to take the clapper was bad enough, but to band together to overthrow the discipline of the school would be much worse. I am glad to learn you young gentlemen have not done such a thing.”
Again the head of the school paused, and the boys wondered what was coming next.
“Now, to return to the clapper. I have received a communication from one of the officers of the church and he had made an earnest request that the whole matter be dropped. The church has the clapper back, and the ones who took it have expressed their regrets over the affair, and have made the church a donation which had been gratefully received. Under the circumstances, I am going to leave this matter in the hands of yourselves.”
“Wonder what he means by that?” murmured Dale to Andy.
“All in favor of dropping the matter will rise. Those wishing to see the culprits punished will remain seated,” went on Captain Putnam.
Almost instantly three-quarters of the cadets arose to their feet. More followed, until but half a dozen remained seated. These were Reff Ritter, Coulter, Paxton, and their cohorts.
“Get up, you fellows!” cried Bart Conners, captain of Company B. And somewhat shamefacedly Ritter and the others got up. The bully realized that his plan to have Jack and Pepper punished had fallen through.
“Three cheers for Captain Putnam!” cried Dale and before the head of the school could interfere, the cheers were given with a will. Then came a cheer for the teachers.
“I’ll wager old Crabtree doesn’t like this,” whispered Andy to Joe Nelson, and he was right. Josiah Crabtree felt very much put out, for he had expected to see somebody punished, not only for putting the clapper in his bureau drawer but also for placing the molasses candy in his bed.
“I have another important announcement to make,” said Captain Putnam, after order and quietness had been restored. “As you know, we were to go on the term encampment two weeks from to-day. I have arranged to have some alterations made to this school by carpenters and masons, and they wish to start the work next week. Consequently, I am going to start the encampment next Tuesday – that is, we’ll leave the Hall on that day.”
“Hurrah!” came from the cadets, for they looked forward to the encampment with much pleasure. During that time there would be no studies.
“I have arranged for an outing up at Lake Caboy,” continued Captain Putnam. “The spot will be not far from the Caboy River with its magnificent falls, and will be ideal in every respect. I camped there once some years ago, and I know the fishing is good and also the swimming.”
“That suits me!” cried Pepper. He was much relieved to think the clapper affair had been dropped.
“I have hired a tract of land over a hundred acres in extent,” went on Captain Putnam. “We’ll go out as we did before, taking all our tents and our camping outfit with us.”
“And how long will the encampment last?” asked Jack. He was as much relieved as Pepper over the outcome of the clapper affair.
“At least two weeks, Major Ruddy, and perhaps longer – if the carpenters and masons do not finish up here in time. I do not want the students to come back here until the alterations are complete. To-morrow I shall announce more of the details. The students will now go to their classes as usual.”
As the boys poured forth from the chapel exercises Jack and Pepper worked their way over to Dale and Fred.
“Your visit to Deacon Pelham did the trick,” whispered the young major. “I am a thousand times obliged to you.”
“And so am I,” added The Imp.
“I want to know about this banding together the captain mentioned,” said Fred. “I never heard of it before.”
“I think I can put you wise,” came from Bob Grenwood, who was near. “I overheard Ritter and Coulter talking about it.”
“It would be like Ritter to get up that report!” cried Pepper. “He would do anything to get our crowd into trouble.”
“I know it,” said Grenwood, who had once suffered greatly at the hands of the bully, as I have related in detail in “The Putnam Hall Rebellion.”
“We’ll have to watch Ritter as closely as we ever did,” said Jack. “The trouble he got into a few weeks ago doesn’t seem to have made him a bit better than he was before.”
Ordinarily the clapper incident would have been the main topic of conversation among the cadets. But the announcement that the term encampment was to start in the near future turned the thoughts of the students in that direction.
“We’ll have the time of our lives,” declared Andy. “Just think of the fine swimming and fishing!”
“And no lessons!” put in Dale.
“And the baseball and track athletics!” said Stuffer.
“Thought you were going to say the eating,” came slyly from Pepper. “When we talk about going camping you usually talk grub the first thing.”
“Oh, of course, I expect to have plenty to eat,” added Stuffer hastily.
“I know one thing will happen during the encampment,” said one of the other cadets.
“What’s that?” asked Dale.
“There will be more or less hazing.”
“Right you are.”
“We ought to haze Ritter & Company,” cried Pepper. “They richly deserve it.”
“Right you are!” cried several.
“Maybe Ritter & Company will try to haze us,” said Fred.
“All right, let them try it,” answered Andy.
“I reckon we can give them as good as they send, every time!”