Tom Fairfield's Pluck and Luck   By: Allen Chapman

Or

Working to Clear His Name

BY

ALLEN CHAPMAN

AUTHOR OF "TOM FAIRFIELD'S SCHOOLDAYS," "TOM FAIRFIELD AT SEA," "THE DAREWELL CHUMS SERIES," "BOYS OF PLUCK SERIES," ETC.

ILLUSTRATED

NEW YORK

CUPPLES & LEON COMPANY

PUBLISHERS

Copyrighted 1913, by

CUPPLES & LEON COMPANY

TOM FAIRFIELD'S PLUCK AND LUCK

CONTENTS

CHAPTER

I. AN INDIGNATION MEETING II. BRAZEN DEFIANCE III. THE ADVICE OF BRUCE IV. HOW SAM TOLD IT V. TOM DECIDES VI. ON THE GRIDIRON VII. A CROSS COUNTRY RUN VIII. LOST IN THE WOODS IX. AN ANGRY FARMER X. A HAY STACK FIRE XI. HOT WORK XII. ACCUSATIONS XIII. THE POISONED HORSES XIV. SAM HELLER'S EVIDENCE XV. TOM'S SILENCE XVI. TOM SEEKS CLEWS XVII. THE EMPTY BOTTLE XVIII. ON THE TRAIL XIX. DISAPPOINTMENT XX. MORE SEEKING XXI. IN THE STORM XXII. THE RAGGED MAN XXIII. THE PURSUIT XXIV. CORNERED XXV. EXPLANATIONS

TOM FAIRFIELD'S PLUCK AND LUCK

CHAPTER I

AN INDIGNATION MEETING

"Well, well, by all that's good! If it isn't Tom Fairfield back again! How are you, old man?"

"Oh, fine and dandy! My! but it's good to see the old place again, Morse," and the tall, good looking lad whom the other had greeted so effusively held out his hand a firm, brown hand that told of a summer spent in the open.

"Any of our boys back, Morse?" went on Tom Fairfield, as he looked around the campus of Elmwood Hall. "I thought I'd meet Bert Wilson or Jack Fitch on my way up, but I missed 'em. How are you, anyhow?"

"Fit as a fiddle. Say, you're looking as if you had enjoyed your vacation."

"I sure did! You're not looking bad yourself. Able to sit up and take nourishment, I guess."

"You've struck it, Tom. But what did you do with yourself all summer?"

"Jack, Bert and another chum of mine went camping, and, believe me, we had some times!"

"So I heard. I had a letter from Jack the other day. He mentioned something about a secret of the mill, the crazy hermit and all that sort. Say, but you did go some."

"That's right. It was great while it lasted. How about you?" and Tom looked at his friend, Morse Denton, anxious to hear about his good times.

"Oh, I went with my folks to the shore. Had a pretty good summer motorboating, canoeing with the girls, and all that. But I got a bit tired of it. I came back early to get some of the football material into shape for this fall," and Morse Denton, who had been captain of the Freshman eleven, and who was later elected as regular captain, looked at Tom, as if sizing him up as available pigskin material.

"Well, I guess none of our crowd has shown up yet," went on Tom. "I fancied I'd be a day or so early, as I wanted to have a good pick of rooms. Got yours, yet?"

"Sure thing. I attended to that first. But there are some fine ones left. Come on over to Hollywood Hall, and we'll see what'll suit you. Try and get one next to mine if you can. Are Bert and Jack going to room with you?"

"They are if we can get a place that will hold us."

"That isn't as easy as it sounds with the way you fellows do things. But there's one nice big study near mine."

"Then I'll just annex it. Say! But it's good to be back. The old place hasn't changed any," and Tom looked around admiringly at the groups of buildings that made up Elmwood Hall. His gaze strolled over the green campus, which would soon be alive with students, and then to the baseball diamond and the football gridiron, on which latter field the battle of the pigskin over the chalk marks would soon be waged.