"Baxter stopping around here," mused Dick. "What can he be up to?"
"He had better clear out," said Sam. The matter was discussed for some time, but nothing came of it.
Skating lasted for nearly a month, and then both the ice and the snow melted away as if by magic. Soon spring was at hand, and the early flowers began to show themselves in Mrs. Green's little garden, which was the housekeeper's one pride.
Dick had seen Dora once in that time. The girl had told him about how Josiah Crabtree had searched in vain for the college mentioned in the bogus letter.
"He said I played the trick," were Dora's words. "He wants mother to send me to some strict boarding school."
"And are you going?" had been Dick's question.
"No, I shall remain with mother. After she is married again I do not know what will become of me," and as Dora's eyes filled with tears Dick caught her hand.
"Don't worry, Dora," had been his words. "I will help you, and it is bound to come out right in the end."
As soon as summer was at hand, the Putnam Hall baseball club received a challenge from the
