CHAPTER V.
THE FIGHT IN THE GYMNASIUM It was not until two days later that Andy Snow felt like himself again.
No bones had been broken, but the acrobatic youth had received a shaking up that was severe.
So far he had not been told of his loss, and when he asked for his belongings he was much depressed by the news.
"Couldn't find them anywhere ?" he repeated, to Pepper.

"Oh, are you sure you made a good search ?" "We certainly did, Andy," returned Pepper.

"We went back the next day, early in the morning." "And you didn't find a thing ?" "Only this button and lead pencil, and this buckle." "The pencil is mine, but not the button and the buckle." Andy heaved a sigh.

"Then I am out my watch and chain, the stickpin, and eight dollars! Was there ever such luck!" "Andy, was anybody near you when you had the tumble ?" asked Pepper.
"Near me?
Why, yes, there was a man on the road just ahead of me! I had forgotten all about it until now." "Who was he ?" "I don't know.

A tall fellow, with a thin, leathery face." "A farmer ?" "No, he looked more like a city man.