The use of the cabin belongs solely to you boys, and it's yours at any time without asking." Dick & Co.

took their leave promptly, and Fred escaped, for the time being, an investigation by his stern father.
"I hear that word is going around to the wealthy people in town to look out for Mr.Fits to-night," remarked Tom, as the trio of Grammar School boys returned to the street.
"That lets our families out," laughed Dick.
"Are you so very sure of that ?" Dave inquired.

"Fits might pay one of our homes a visit by way of revenge--yours, for instance, Dick." "I don't believe he'll do it, just for revenge," Prescott replied, with a shake of his head.

"Fits is probably superstitious, and he has most likely come to the conclusion that he runs to bad luck in pursuing our crowd.

All of his ill luck, and that of his confederates, now in jail, has come through bothering us." "Don't be too sure that you won't have another visit from the rascal," warned Tom.