"No enemies at the Hall this season," remarked Fred Garrison, "no Baxters or Cavens, or fellows of that sort."
"No, and I am glad of it," answered d.i.c.k. "It"s a big relief."
"Have you any idea what became of Baxter?"
"Not the slightest."
"And of Mumps, the fellow who used to be his toady?"
"Oh, Mumps reformed, after that chase on the ocean, and I"ve since heard that he went West, struck some sort of a job as a bookkeeper, or something like that."
"Well, old Crabtree is safe. He won"t bother you any more,"
concluded Fred, and there the subject dropped.
The weeks glided by quickly, until spring was at hand, and the green gra.s.s began to cover the bills and fields surrounding Cayuga Lake. Still the Rover boys pegged away, and it must be admitted that even Captain Putnam was astonished at their progress.
"They are whole-souled fellows," he said to George Strong. "They put their whole mind into everything they go into."
"And those are the boys who afterward make their mark in the world," answered the head a.s.sistant. "The Rover boys are all right."
CHAPTER XV
HOW ARNOLD BAXTER ESCAPED
"Well, I never!"
It was d.i.c.k Rover who uttered the remark, as he leaped from the chair in which he had been sitting, newspaper in hand.
"Never what, d.i.c.k?" drawled Tom lazily, looking up from a kite he was mending.
"Never saw anything to equal those Baxters. What do you think?
Arnold Baxter has escaped from prison."
"What!" e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed Tom, and on the instant the kite was forgotten, and Tom smashed it directly through the middle with his foot as he came to his brother"s side.
"Yes, he has escaped, and in the slickest manner I ever heard of.
I tell you, Tom, he is a prize criminal, if ever there was one."
"But how did he get out?"
"How? Why, just shook hands with his jailers, thanked them for their kindness, and then left."
"Oh, pshaw, d.i.c.k, is this a joke? Because if it is, I want to remind you that we had the first of April last week."
"It"s no joke, although Baxter ought to have played his trick on the first, true enough."
"Well, what is the trick? You said he shook hands with his jailers and walked off. Of course, he couldn"t do that, unless his time was up."
"But it wasn"t up--not by several years."
"Then how did he do it?"
"By a trick, Tom--the neatest, cleverest, slickest ever performed in this State."
"Oh, stow your long-winded speeches, d.i.c.k," cried the younger brother half angrily. "Boil it down and serve the extract in short order."
"Very well, I will. Firstly, Arnold Baxter is in jail. Secondly, he states his friends are going to ask the governor for a pardon.
Thirdly, a friend in disguise comes to the jail with the supposed pardon. Fourthly, great joy of Baxter. Fifthly, he thanks his jailers and bids them good-by, as I said before. Sixthly, after he and his friend are gone the jailers inspect the so-called pardon.
Seventhly, the jailers telephone to the governor. Eighthly, the pardon is p.r.o.nounced a forgery, signatures, seal, and all.
Ninthly, all the powers that be are as mad as hornets, but they can do nothing, for Baxter the elder has gone and has left no trace behind him."
"Phew!" Tom emitted a long, low whistle.
"Say, but that runs like the half-dime novels I used to stuff myself with in my green days, doesn"t it?"
"That"s right, Tom, excepting that this is strictly true, while the half-dime novels used to be as far from the truth as a howling dog is from the moon. But seriously, I don"t like this," went on the elder Rover earnestly.
"Neither do I like it."
"Baxter at liberty may mean trouble for father and for us."
"I begin to see now what Dan Baxter meant," e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed Tom suddenly. "I"ll wager he knew all along what his father and the friend were up to."
"I wonder who the stranger was? He must have been a very skillful forger to forge the governor"s signature and the other signatures too."
"He must be some old pal to Baxter. Don"t you remember father said Baxter was thick with several fellows in the West before he came out here?"
"Let us write to father about this at once."
This was agreed to, and d.i.c.k began to pen the letter without delay.
While he was at work Sam came in and was acquainted with the news.
"It"s just like the Baxters," said the youngest Rover. "After this, I"ll be prepared to expect anything of them. I"d like to know where he has gone? Perhaps out West."
"Out West?" cried d.i.c.k and Tom simultaneously.
"Certainly. Didn"t he swear to get the best of us regarding that mine matter?"
"By gum!" murmured Tom. "d.i.c.k, we can"t send that letter any too quick. Perhaps we had better telegraph."
"Oh, father may have the news already." d.i.c.k glanced at the newspaper again. "Hullo, I missed this," he cried.
"Missed what?" came from both of the others.