treasure, but also disgrace them all he possibly could.
"The rascal!" muttered Dick when he read this. "He ought to be put in prison!"
Dora's letter to Dick was an especially tender epistle, and he read it several times in secret. He was glad that the misunderstanding between them was being cleared away. He wished she might be near, so that he could go and see her.
"I'd take a run to Cedarville if it wasn't so far," he told his brothers.
"I'd go along," answered Tom, and Sam said the same.
"Perhaps we can run up there during the spring vacation," went on Dick.
There was little more snow that winter, but the weather remained bitterly cold until well into February. The boys had considerable fun snowballing, and skating on the river. Racing on skates was a favorite amusement, and Sam and Tom won in a number of contests.
One day Tom was skating by himself. He was doing some fancy figures, and he did not notice the approach of Jerry Koswell, who was skating with a young lady from Ashton. Tom came around in a circle, and Jerry, who was looking at the young lady instead of where he was
