Copyright 1893
by The Penn Publishing Company
CONTENTS
Jim McGovern was poring over his lesson one afternoon in the Ashtonpublic school, perplexed by the thought that unless he mastered theproblem on which he was engaged he would be kept after the dismissalof the rest, when he was startled by the fall of a twisted piece ofpaper on his slate.
He looked around to learn its starting point, when he observed TomWagstaff, who was seated on the other side of the room, peeping overthe top of his book at him. Tom gave a wink which said plainly enoughthat it was he who had flipped the message so dexterously across theinterv