"You two fellows," indicating Bert and his chum, "stay out here." Though he didn't guess the answer, Mr.Pollock led young Hazelton into the mailing room and turned on the light there.
"Sh-h-h!" warned Hazelton, his face lighting up impishly.

"Dodge and Bayliss tried to play a trick on Dick & Co.

and Prescott has turned the laugh on them." "But these blood-stained bandages ?" questioned the astounded editor.
"It's stuff that is used for coloring strawberry ice cream.

Dick bought it at a store.

Looks like the real thing, doesn't it ?" "It looked real enough to give me a bad turn," admitted the editor dryly.
Then, in whispers, Harry told the story as rapidly as he could.
Mr.Pollock's face took on a broader grin as he listened.
"I'd hate to have young Prescott for my enemy," confessed the "Blade's" editor.