"Can you blame them?" remarked d.i.c.k Hendricks; "look at us right now, heading for the hub of the wheel for all we"re worth. But there"s one of the constables keeping "em out of the gate. Wonder if he"ll let us in?"
"He"s just got to," said Corney. "I"ll tell him Mrs. Colon sent me out to get the whole bunch, and he"ll pa.s.s us all right."
Several did get in with the bold Corney, among them Fred and Bristles; but the main part of the group had to content themselves with kicking their heels against the fence, and waiting to get any additional news when their comrades came out.
Inside they found Judge Colon, looking very much flushed. The missing boy was his nephew, and he was taking more than usual interest in the matter.
Just now he seemed to be trying to comfort the alarmed mother, who, being a widow, with her only boy taken away in this mysterious manner, was much in need of sympathy and advice.
"Depend upon it, Matilda," the judge was saying; "it will prove to be only some wild prank on the part of his mates; Christopher will turn up presently, safe and sound. You say he went out last night; do you happen to know where?"
"He was over to my house, Judge," spoke up Bristles, boldly, wishing to give all the information in his power.
"Ah! yes, it"s you, Andrew, is it?" the gentleman remarked, looking around. "And about what time did he start away for home, may I ask?"
"It couldn"t have been much after ten, sir," replied the other. "We were playing cribbage, and he got the odd game. Yes, I remember, now, he said his mother would be in bed anyway when he got home."
"And I did retire about nine, as I usually do," remarked Mrs. Colon, upon whose face the marks of tears could be plainly seen. "I didn"t hear Christopher come in, because I slept unusually well the early part of the night. Then came that cruel shock this morning, when I saw his bed all made up, and knew he hadn"t come home at all."
"You went to the door with him; didn"t you, Andrew?" the judge went on, with the persistence a lawyer might be expected to show when he had a willing witness on the stand, and was bent on getting every fact, however slight, from him.
"Yes, sir, I even went out to our gate; and we stood there for nearly five minutes, I guess, talkin" about athletic matters. Then he said good-night, and walked down the road. There was a moon in the west, and I could see Colon swinging along in that st.u.r.dy way he has. Then I turned around and went up to bed."
"When you stood there at the gate did anybody pa.s.s by?" asked the judge.
"No sir, not a living soul," responded Bristles, after a few seconds of thought.
"And you didn"t hear any suspicious sounds, like boys laughing partly under their breath; did you, Andrew?"
"Not a chuckle, sir," replied the other. "It was just a fine night, I noticed, and looked like we"d have good weather right along for the meet. But if you think there are any fellers in this town mean enough to kidnap Colon, just to give us a black eye to-morrow, I must say I can"t understand it, sir."
"Well, I believe I have known of a certain lot of young fellows who happen to hold forth around Riverport, and who would not be above doing a thing like that, given just half a cause," the judge replied, meaningly; and every one knew whom he had in mind, for their thoughts immediately flew to Buck Lemington and his cronies.
"But perhaps it wasn"t any prank of boys at all," Bristles went on, eagerly; "Colon said the night was so bright he had half a notion to take a two mile dash out over the Grafton road, just to wind up his big day. I advised him not to think of it, but he only laughed. But he"s awful set in his ways, sir, once he makes up his mind."
"He said that; did he?" asked the judge, apparently thinking that there might be something worth while taking note of in this latest a.s.sertion.
"Yes, sir, he certainly did," the boy answered. "Colon"s a queer fish anyhow, and does heaps of things n.o.body else"d ever think of. Now, what if he did start on that run; why, something might have happened to him--perhaps he tripped, and fell, and broke a leg, so he couldn"t even crawl home."
The mother started to cry again as she pictured her boy suffering all through the night as Bristles described so recklessly. And so the judge moved aside with several of the boys, the better to talk unheard by Colon"s mother.
"Things are beginning to take on shape, I see," he remarked, grimly.
"Possibly the boy did foolishly start on that late run by moonlight, and met with trouble. Some people with whom I talked on the way here were of the opinion he had been kidnapped by tramps, and was being held for a ransom, just as if this might be Sicily or Greece."
"I don"t think that way, Judge Colon," said Fred, speaking for the first time.
"I"m pleased to hear that you have another idea, my boy; let us know its nature," said the lawyer, who had always been favorably impressed with the sterling worth of Mr. Fenton"s son, and now hoped he had struck on a plausible explanation of the odd mystery.
"My idea is," Fred began, modestly, yet firmly, "that Colon has been abducted by some of those Mechanicsburg fellows, who know they haven"t a ghost of a chance to win the three shorter running events on the schedule, with him in line. They"ve got a college man for a coach, you see, sir, and like as not he"s been telling them of the tricks that are played among all the big universities; so they"ve just thought to spoil our game for us by holding our best man a prisoner till after the meet."
CHAPTER VIII
A CLUE IN THE DITCH
Judge Colon looked keenly at Fred as he made this suggestion.
"I don"t suppose now, my boy," the gentleman remarked, "you have any reason to suppose that what you say is the actual fact; that is, proof positive?"
"No sir, I haven"t," replied Fred. "It is only an idea that came into my mind."
"Based upon what, might I ask?" the judge continued.
"Well, I"ve known that a good many Mechanicsburg boys have been down here lately, curious to see what sort of a showing Riverport would make in the meet."
"Yes, quite natural that they should want to know; because these must be anxious and trying times for the young people of the three towns," the judge remarked.
"And," Fred went on, "of course they"ve heard a lot about our sprinter; for Riverport boys are like all other boys, and like to brag, especially when they"ve really got a phenomenon of a runner, like our Colon, to boast about."
The judge smiled at that; for was not that same wonder a member of his family--a Colon?
"And you think then, Fred, some of those up-river boys, convinced that if Christopher ran in the meet he would easily capture all the prizes in his cla.s.s, made up their minds that something must be done to prevent such a wholesale delivery? You suspect, Fred, that they got up a bold little scheme to actually abduct the boy on one of the two nights preceding the tournament?"
"Do you believe it impossible, Judge?" asked the boy, quickly.
"Well, to be frank with you, I don"t," answered the gentleman, gravely.
"Indeed, while my knowledge of boy nature is not so extensive as that of some persons, I"ve got one myself who can think up more schemes in a minute than I could solve in an hour. And, Fred, I should be pleased if your supposition turned out to be true. It would at least relieve my mind with regard to graver things; however unpleasant the absence of Christopher might prove to the school that believes in him."
"But he may be found in time!" declared Corney Shays, who had listened to all this talk with bated breath, and wide open eyes.
"He will, if a pack of hounds like the boys of Riverport school are worth their salt!" avowed Bristles.
"That has the right sort of ring to it," remarked the judge, with kindling eyes. "And in order to induce men, as well as boys, to take part in the hunt for your missing comrade, I"m going to offer a reward of one hundred dollars for his return inside of twenty-four hours, uninjured. I"ll have half a dozen cards posted in the public places of the town, so that every person will know of my offer."
"Hurrah for the judge!" burst out the impetuous Corney.
"Then the sooner we get to work, fellows," said Fred, impressively, "the better."
"Yes, spread the news as fast as you can," observed the judge; "tell it to that crowd of boys outside the fence, and get them to scatter with it all over town. Scour the whole territory, looking in every barn and woodshed to see whether they may have kept him a prisoner there. Boys sometimes can be more or less thoughtless, and even cruel when engaged in what they term sport. As the old saying has it, "this is often fun for the boy, but death to the frog." Be off, boys; and success to you!"
Apparently the judge was not quite so much concerned as before Fred had made his suggestion. The unpleasant idea of lawless tramps having caught Colon, to hold him for ransom, had begun to lose plausibility in the mind of the reasoning lawyer.
"Come along, fellows!" cried Bristles, who scented the pleasures of action, with something of the delight that an old war-horse does the smoke of battle.
They hurried out of the house, leaving to the judge the task of explaining to Mrs. Colon how the situation had improved.