St Nicholas [serial] . a dullard nor a wonder; just anaverage student. He soon found that if he gavea fair amount of time to study he got on verywell in class, and that if he did nt he met withtrouble. Having a good fund of common sense,he decided to keep out of trouble. At first itwas nt easy to buckle down in the evenings tostudy, for Rob had a fashion of spending thestudy hour in working on his marvelous inven-tions and then burning the midnight juice, ashe called the electric light, until all hours. Butafter a while Evan got used to Robs interrup-tions and accustomed to going asleep with t
St Nicholas [serial] . a dullard nor a wonder; just anaverage student. He soon found that if he gavea fair amount of time to study he got on verywell in class, and that if he did nt he met withtrouble. Having a good fund of common sense,he decided to keep out of trouble. At first itwas nt easy to buckle down in the evenings tostudy, for Rob had a fashion of spending thestudy hour in working on his marvelous inven-tions and then burning the midnight juice, ashe called the electric light, until all hours. Butafter a while Evan got used to Robs interrup-tions and accustomed to going asleep with thelight shining in his face. At present Rob wasvery busy with a combined comb and brush forthe use of travelers, the comb working on a pivotat the end of the brush handle and snapping backalong the top of the brush when not in use. Robwas convinced that the invention was destined toa great future. He had discarded the foot-scraper, having discovered that its cost wouldprohibit its use to all save millionaires. tinned.). By courtesy of Messrs. Knoedler & Co. THE SECRET. FROM THE PAINTING BY W. MC EWEN. THE REFUGEE THE STRANGE STORY OF NETHER HALL BY CAPTAIN CHARLES GILSON Author of The Lost Column, The Lost Empire, etc. Chapter IX RAMSEY HEIGHT It was the following week that John Constableand Anthony planned an expedition into no-mans-land—the marsh country to the east of JudasGap, where the smugglers, running from Ant-werp and Rotterdam, were wont to land theirfreight. They had no other object in view thanto sail the length of the creek, and down theestuary of the Stour to the junction of the Or-well, and, perhaps, if there was time, indulge insome fishing at the rivers mouth. They rose at four oclock in the morning,which, in itself, was a masterful thing to do inthe depth of winter. Their boat was moored inDedham mill-pond. At Flatford they picked upLott, with a frost-bitten nose and blowing uponhis hands to keep them warm; and by sunrisethey were alongside Judas Gap. Here i
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