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Title: Tom Slade : Boy Scout of the moving pictures
Year: 1915 (1910s)
Authors: Fitzhugh, Percy Keese, 1876-1950
Subjects: Boy Scouts
Publisher: New York : Grosset & Dunlap
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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ever a sign. Yer stinkin thief! Yer don't do a thing but cop de car fer joy-rides—didn yer? At this the chauffeur stirred slightly. Yes, yer will! yelled Tom, jumping down from the railing. He had just picked up a stone, when the portly form of John Temple emerged from the door behind him. Put down that stone, sir, or Ill lock you up said he with the air of one who is accustomed to being obeyed. G-wan, he called me a liar!1 shouted Tom. Well, that's just what you are, said John 18 TOM SLADE Temple, and if certain people of this town spent less for canvas uniforms to put on their boys to make tramps out of them, we should be able,perhaps, to build an addition to the jail. Ya-ah, an youd be de first one to go into it!Tom yelled, as Temple reached the step of hiscar. Whats that? said Temple, turning suddenly. Thats what! shouted Tom, letting fly the stone. It went straight to its mark, removing old Johns spring hat as effectually as a gust of wind, and leaving it embedded in the mud below the car.
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THE NEW T PUBLIC T ASTOB, LENOX AT1LDEN FOUNDATIONS L CHAPTER III IN JAIL AND OUT AGAIN THAT night, when Tom Slade, all unaware of the tragedy which threatened his young life, shuf-fled into Billy's garage, he announced to his followers a plan which showed his master mind as leader of the gang. Hey, said he, I heard Sissy Bennett's mother say shes goin ter have a sprise party fer him Friday night, V dyer know wot I'm goin ter do? Tell him and spoil it fer him? ventured Joe Flynn. Na-a-h! Tick-tack? asked Slush Ryder. Na-ah, tick-tacks is out o date. Cord ter trip em up? Guess agin, guess agin, said Tom, exultantly. But as no one ventured any further guesses,he announced his plan forthwith. Don't say a word—don't say a word, he ejao 19 20 TOM SLADE ulated. I swiped two o thim quarantine signs offen two doors, n Im goner tack one up on Sissys door Friday night! Can yer beat it?11 None of them could beat it, for it was an inspiration. To turn away Master Connovers young guests by this simple but e

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