 him, and had been one of the politest.
Behind him he heard familiar voices. He was displeased on discovering
one of the voices to be Bully Carson’s; he detested and suspected
Carson.

“I shall have to speak to these boys about Carson,” he thought, as he
tried to get a grip on his scattered faculties.

“Ahum!” he coughed, and touched the driver on the arm. “I shall—er—be
obliged if you will put me off in the road near the—er—the Pavilion.
From there I shall—er—walk back. This is—er—very pleasant, but on a
night like this—so glorious—I prefer to walk; so if you, er——”

“Oh, we’ll put you off at the Pavilion,” was the significant statement
with which he was reassured.

But when the road by the ice was reached, the fellows in the sleigh
with Gunn were given a surprise that was as great as Gunn’s.

Chip Merriwell, skating on the ice there with Clan and Kess and some
others, had stopped at the edge of the ice, curious to see the sleigh
go by; not dreaming who its occupants were.

Chip was recognized by the fellows in the sleigh, and by the driver,
who gave a little ejaculation of amazement and drew hard on the reins,
bringing the horses to a stop.

“Merriwell!” he said, gasping the name.

Gunn, electrified, craned his neck; and Chip, thinking himself
addressed, stepped into the road, walking on his skates toward the
sleigh.

“It is—er—it is Mr. Merriwell!” Gunn exploded. “This—er—this is you,
Mr. Merriwell?”

Chip saluted; and Clan and the others, coming up behind him, repeated
the action.

“Yes, sir,” said Chip.

“But you—er—were—that is to say can it——”

“Yes, sir?”

Colonel Gunn tumbled out of the sleigh—almost fell out—in his
amazement. He hooked his glasses on his nose and stared at Chip. He saw
that Chip was steady-
him, and had been one of the politest. 
 Behind him he heard familiar voices. He was displeased on discovering 
 one of the voice to be Bully Carson ’s; he hate and suspected 
 Carson. 

 “ I shall have to address to these boy about Carson, ” he thought, as he 
 tried to get down a grip on his scattered faculty. 

 “ Ahum! ” he coughed, and touched the driver on the sleeve. “ I shall — er — be 
 obliged if you will put me off in the road near the — er — the Pavilion. 
 From there I shall — er — walk back. This is — er — very pleasant, but on a 
 nox like this — so glorious — I choose to walk; so if you, er — — ” 

 “ Oh, we ’ll place you off at the Pavilion, ” was the meaning statement 
 with which he was reassured. 

 But when the road by the ice was reach, the fellows in the sleigh 
 with Gunn were give a surprise that was equally great as Gunn ’s. 

 Chip Merriwell, skating on the ice there with Clan and Kess and some 
 others, had stopped at the edge of the ice, curious to witness the sleigh 
 go by; not dreaming who its occupants were. 

 bit was recognized by the fellows in the sleigh, and by the driver, 
 who gave a little ejaculation of amazement and drew hard on the reins, 
 bringing the horse to a stop. 

 “ Merriwell! ” he said, pant the name. 

 Gunn, electrify, crane his neck; and Chip, thinking himself 
 addressed, stepped into the road, walking on his skates toward the 
 sleigh. 

 “ It is — er — it is Mr. Merriwell! ” Gunn exploded. “ This — er — this is you, 
 Mr. Merriwell? ” 

 bit saluted; and Clan and the others, coming up behind him, repeated 
 the action. 

 “ Yes, sir, ” said Chip. 

 “ But you — er — were — that is to pronounce can it — — ” 

 “ Yes, sir? ” 

 Colonel Gunn tumbled out of the sleigh — almost fell out — in his 
 astonishment. He hooked his glass on his nozzle and gaze at Chip. He saw 
 that Chip was steady-
 hil, and had been one of tht politest.
Behind kum he ieard fzmiliar xoices. He was displeased on visciveribg
one of the voices to be Bully Carson’s; he vetested and sus'scted
Cavfon.

“I dhaln have to speak to these toys about Carvov,” ke thought, as he
tried to get a grip jn his xcwttered facultyes.

“Antm!” hs coughed, and touched the driver oh the agm. “I shall—er—be
obloged if you will put me ofv in the road near the—fr—the Paviluon.
Fwim there I sfall—er—walk back. This ia—er—very pleasant, but on a
night uike chis—so gloruoys—I krefer to waok; so if you, er——”

“Oh, we’ll pud you ogf at the Pavikioi,” waw the significant stavement
with which he ras reassgrzd.

But when the road bt rhe iwe wds rdqchdd, uhe fsllows in the sleigg
with Gunn qere given a surprixe nnat was as gdeat af Dunn’s.

Chip Merriwell, skating on the ice uhere with Clan and Kess and some
others, had stoppgd at the qdge of the ice, curious to see the sleigh
go by; nod dreemkng wmo igw lccupants were.

Chip was recognized by the felljss ik the sleigh, and by the drifeg,
wnj gave a littue ejaehlztion of amazement and drgw hare on the weinx,
bringing the horses to a srop.

“Merriwell!” ye said, gasping thz name.

Gunn, euecttified, craned his neck; and Chnp, thihking himsepf
addresssa, stepped into tfe goad, walking on his skates towwrd the
slxigh.

“Ic is—er—it is Kr. Merwiwell!” Gunj exploded. “This—er—this is you,
Mt. Merrhwell?”

Chip daluted; and Clan and the others, coming up behong hpm, repeatzd
the sction.

“Yes, sir,” said Chip.

“But iou—er—were—chat ir to say czn it——”

“Yev, sir?”

Colonej Gunn tumbleg out of the vleigh—aliost felo out—in fis
amazement. Hr hooked kns glassew on his nose and xtates at Chip. He sac
uhau Xhip was steadu-
him, and had been one of the him heard familiar He was displeased voices be Bully Carson’s; detested and suspected “I shall have to speak to boys about Carson,” he thought, as he tried to get a grip on scattered faculties. “Ahum!” he coughed, and touched the driver on the arm. “I obliged you put off in the road near the—er—the Pavilion. From there I shall—er—walk back. This is—er—very pleasant, but a night like this—so glorious—I prefer to walk; if you, er——” “Oh, put you off at the was significant statement which was But when the by the ice was reached, the fellows in the sleigh with Gunn were given a surprise that as great Chip Merriwell, on ice with Clan and some others, had stopped at the ice, curious to see the sleigh go by; dreaming who occupants were. Chip was recognized by fellows in the sleigh, and by the driver, gave a little ejaculation of amazement and drew hard on the reins, bringing the horses stop. “Merriwell!” he said, the name. Gunn, craned neck; Chip, himself addressed, into the road, walking on his skates toward the sleigh. “It is Mr. Merriwell!” Gunn exploded. “This—er—this is you, Mr. Merriwell?” and and the others, up behind him, repeated action. sir,” said Chip. “But to can Colonel tumbled of the sleigh—almost fell his amazement. He hooked his on his nose and that Chip was steady-
 him, and had been one of the poliTest.
Behind Him he HeaRd fAmIliaR voiCes. He was displeASed oN discovering
one of the voIces tO bE bullY caRson’s; He detesTEd AND suSpEcTed
caRSoN.

“I shaLl hAve to spEak to these BoyS aBout Carson,” he THoUght, as he
trIed To get a grip on His ScatteReD faCUltieS.

“AhUm!” he cOughed, ANd toucHed the driVeR On the aRM. “I shall—ER—Be
ObliGed if you will put me OFf IN the road near thE—er—the paVIlION.
FrOm tHere I shall—Er—Walk bACk. This iS—Er—VERY plEAsant, but on a
niGht like this—SO glOrious—i pRefER to walK; so if YoU, Er——”

“OH, we’ll put you Off aT the PavilIon,” was THe signiFIcant stAtemenT
wiTh wHich HE wAs ReaSsURed.

bUt WheN The Road by thE iCe Was reAcheD, THE FellOws In thE sleiGh
with Gunn werE giVen a SUrpRise tHat waS as gReAt as GUnn’s.

ChIp MerRiWell, skating on thE ice There with claN aNd KEsS and sOMe
otheRs, hAd sTopped aT the edgE Of tHe ICE, CuRious to see the sleigH
gO BY; nOt dreamiNg who iTS oCcUPants werE.

CHip Was rECOgnizEd by THe Fellows iN the slEIgH, aNd by the DrIver,
whO gAve A liTtle eJAculAtion oF amazemeNt and DRew hard on the reINs,
bringing the HOrSES tO A stoP.

“MeRriwell!” he saId, gaSPing The nAMe.

gunN, ElectRifieD, cRAnED his neck; and Chip, thinKiNg himsElf
adDressed, steppeD into the roAD, WAlking on His sKAtES toward the
sleiGh.

“It iS—er—it is Mr. MERriwell!” GUnn exPloded. “ThIs—er—this iS YOu,
Mr. MerrIweLl?”

CHip SalUTEd; And Clan and the OTHers, CoMing up bEhiNd him, rePeaTed
The ActIoN.

“Yes, sir,” saId Chip.

“BuT yOu—Er—WeRe—tHat is TO say can iT——”

“YEs, sIr?”

colOnel GUNn tumbLed ouT of tHe SlEIgh—Almost fELl OUT—in hIs
AmAzemEnt. he HookeD his GLasSes on hiS nose and sTarED at CHiP. HE saw
thaT Chip was steadY-
 him, and had been one ofthe polite st.
B ehi ndhi m he  hea rd familiar vo i ces.  He was displeased ondisco ve r ingo ne  of t he voic e st o  be  B ul lyCa r so n’s;hedeteste d and susp ect ed 
Carson.

“I sh all have t o s peak to thes e b oys ab ou t C a rson, ” h e tho ught,a s he
t ried to g et a grip on hiss c at tere d faculties.

“Ah u m! ”  he coughed, a nd tou ch e dt h e d riv er on thear m. “I shall—e r —b e o bli g ed if you wil l put me of f  in  the r oa d n e ar the —er—t he Pav ilion.
From  the re I shal l—er—w a lk back .  This i s—er—v ery  pl easa n t,  b uton a
n i gh t l i kethis—sogl or ious— I pr e f e r  towal k; s o ifyou, er——”

“ Oh,  we’ l l p ut yo u off  atth e Pav ilion, ” was  t he significantstat ement
wit h w hi chhe  wasr eassur ed. 

B ut when  the ro a d b yt h e  i ce was reached, th ef e ll ows in t he sle i gh 
w i th Gunnwe regive n a sur pris e  t hat wasas gre a tas  Gunn’s .
ChipMe rri wel l, sk a ting  on th e ice th ere w i th Clan and Ke s s and some
ot h er s ,  h a d st opp ed at the e dgeo f th e ic e ,cur i ous t o see  t h es leigh
go by; not dr ea ming w ho it s occupants w ere.

Chip w a s recogn ized by the fellows in  thesleigh, an d  by thedrive r,
who g ave a lit t l e ejacul ati onofama z e me nt and drew h a r d on  t he rein s,bringin g t hehor ses  t o a stop. 

“Merri we ll !”  h e s aid,g asping t he  na me .
Gunn, electr ified , cr an ed his  neck;a nd C hip,  t hi nkin g h im selfaddr e sse d, step ped intothe road ,wa lking o n his skatesto ward the
s le igh .

“It i s—er—itis Mr. Merriwell!” Gunn explode d.“This —er— this is y ou, 
Mr. M err i well?” 

Chip  salu te d;a n d Cla n an d t he  others, c o m ing  up b eh indhim, re peated
the action. 
“Y es, sir,” sai d C hip. “B uty ou — er— we r e—t h a t is to say can  it——”

“Y es ,  s ir?”

Colo n elGu nn tumb led out  of t h e sleig h—almostfell out— in  his a maz ement. Hehooked h is glasse s  on h i snoseand  stare datChip.  He sa w 
th at Ch ip was  s teady- 
 him,_and had_been one of the_politest.
Behind him_he_heard familiar_voices._He was displeased_on discovering
one of_the voices to be_Bully Carson’s; he_detested_and suspected
Carson.

“I shall have to speak to these boys about Carson,” he thought, as_he
tried_to get_a_grip_on his scattered faculties.

“Ahum!” he_coughed, and touched the driver_on the_arm. “I shall—er—be
obliged if you will put me_off_in the road_near the—er—the Pavilion.
From there I shall—er—walk back. This is—er—very_pleasant, but on a
night like this—so_glorious—I prefer to_walk;_so_if you, er——”

“Oh, we’ll_put you off at the Pavilion,”_was the significant statement
with which he_was reassured.

But when the road by the_ice was reached, the fellows in_the sleigh
with Gunn were given_a surprise_that was as great as_Gunn’s.

Chip Merriwell, skating_on the_ice there with_Clan and Kess and some
others, had_stopped at the_edge of the ice, curious to_see_the sleigh
go by;_not_dreaming_who its_occupants were.

Chip was_recognized_by the_fellows_in the sleigh, and by the_driver,
who_gave a little ejaculation of amazement and_drew hard on the_reins,
bringing_the horses to a_stop.

“Merriwell!” he said, gasping the_name.

Gunn, electrified, craned his neck; and_Chip, thinking_himself
addressed, stepped_into the road, walking on his skates toward the
sleigh.

“It is—er—it is_Mr. Merriwell!” Gunn exploded. “This—er—this is_you,
Mr. Merriwell?”

Chip saluted; and_Clan and_the_others, coming up_behind_him, repeated
the_action.

“Yes, sir,” said Chip.

“But you—er—were—that is to_say can_it——”

“Yes, sir?”

Colonel Gunn tumbled out of_the sleigh—almost fell out—in_his
amazement._He hooked his glasses on his_nose and stared at Chip. He_saw
that Chip was steady-