Ralph Henry Barbour

“ Now if you’ll lead the way,” he suggested to Roy, “I’ll get my name down on the pay-roll.”
“Say, Somes,” said Chub, as they clattered down-stairs and across the hall, “I don’t usually welcome strangers in quite such a demonstrative way, you know, but Roy had just been telling me about Harry and you, and it seemed such a blamed good joke that I just had to let out.”
“That’s all right,” Dick laughed. “I’m tickled to death to find some one with what they call human emotions. ”

“ What do you suppose Harry’s been up to now?”
“Ask me something easier,” begged Chub.
“Swiping students from Hammond!”
“What!”
“Fact! She was down at the station and told me about it. It’s the funniest thing you ever heard, Chub!” And Roy laid himself back on the bed and laughed consumedly.
“Funny’s no word for it,” said Chub soberly. “I shall die of laughing in a moment.”
“W-wait till I tell you!” gasped Roy.
“I am waiting, you gump! Stop that fuss and tell me! Don’t keep a fellow waiting all day.” ”

“ Chub Eaton groaned loudly as he slammed the lid of his trunk down. He was seventeen years of age, and looked older; was a trifle thick-set, had brown hair that was almost brick-red, alert brown eyes, a good-looking, expressive, good-humored face, and an ease of manner and a self-assurance which his enemies called conceit and which his friends loved him for. ”