Tom Fairfield's Pluck and Luck Part 19
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"When you find it," repeated Bert. "Why--er--I thought you------"
Again he subsided, as Jack kicked him under the table, and an embarra.s.sing pause was broken by the ringing of the supper gong.
CHAPTER XIV
SAM h.e.l.lER'S EVIDENCE
"Young gentlemen, I have a serious matter to bring before you. A very serious matter, involving not only the personal honor and reputation of every student here, but the school itself. I must ask for your close attention."
It was Doctor Pliny Meredith who was speaking, and the place was chapel, after the usual morning exercises. The students had been about to go to their lectures when the venerable head of the school, entering most unexpectedly, asked them to remain a moment.
"Two nights ago," went on Doctor Meredith, "several horses belonging to our neighbor, Mr. Appleby, were poisoned!"
There was a gasp of surprise from several students, not only those who had read the account in the paper, as Jack and his chums had done, but from others, who wondered what was coming next. They had not long to wait.
"You young gentlemen will recollect," went on Doctor Meredith gravely, "that, some time ago, there was a fire at the farm of this same Mr.
Appleby. I made no reference to something that happened directly afterward, for I scouted the idea that any of our boys could be involved. Yet, as some of you may know, the farmer intimated that the fire might have been set by some of the Elmwood Hall students."
There were several hisses, but Doctor Meredith raised a quick hand for silence.
"That will do," he said calmly. "That is undignified, and we must meet this in a dignified and fair spirit. As I said, I took no action at that time, for the evidence was absolutely nil. However, since the affair of the poisoning I am compelled to take some notice of an accusation that has been brought to my notice."
Again there was a gasp of surprise. Had the farmer dared to intimate that any Elmwood Hall lads had poisoned his horses?
"Since the last unfortunate affair," went on the head master, "I have received a visit from Mr. Appleby. He states to me that some kind of chemical poison was administered to all his horses after his men had fed them In the evening. One of the animals has since died, and the others are in a precarious state. If they recover it will be some time before they are fit for service. Now comes the part that interests us.
"Mr. Appleby states that he himself saw, and recognized, one of our students about his barrio shortly before it was discovered that the horses were poisoned."
"How does he know?" asked one of the Seniors--a privileged character, evidently, for he was not rebuked.
"He says he recognized a peculiar colored sweater the student wore, and also his manner of walking. This student was seen near the barn, and when Mr. Appleby hurried out to warn him away, the individual ran off, dropping a small package. This Mr. Appleby picked up, not paying much attention to it at the time. But later, when he learned that his horses had been poisoned, he gave this package to a veterinarian. It was found to contain a powder, one ingredient of which was cyanide of pota.s.sium, a deadly poison, but which, blended with other things, may only cause severe illness. It was this poison that was administered to the horses."
Once more came a murmur from the students. It was hushed as Doctor Meredith went on.
"Mr. Appleby insists on an investigation," said the head master, "and I must admit that he has several points in his favor. I have told him I would bring the matter before you. I might add that the sweater worn by the person the farmer saw was dropped in flight. I--er--I have it here," and Doctor Meredith unwrapped a small bundle. He held up to view a sweater--of a deep purple tint, with yellow stripes on it. It was an atrociously-hued garment, such as only a student would dare wear.
Once more that gasp, for several of the students at once recognized the garment. There were but two in the college. One like it had been worn by Tom Fairfield, and the other by Sam h.e.l.ler.
"Does--er does anyone wish to claim this sweater?" proceeded the doctor, "and--er--and state how it came to be on the premises of Mr.
Appleby?"
In spite of their self-control, nearly all eyes were turned in Tom's direction. He felt the hot blood leap to his face. There was a roaring in his ears as he arose and said:
"I think that is my sweater, Doctor Meredith. At least I had one like it and------"
"You _had_ it?" asked the doctor, emphasizing the word.
"Yes, but I disposed of it some days ago."
"How did you--er--dispose of it?"
"I would rather not state--unless I am compelled to."
"You may have to, Fairfield. But of that more later. You say this is your garment?"
"I think so, yes, sir. At least there is only one other like it in this school, as far as I know, and that one------"
"Belongs to me!" interrupted Sam h.e.l.ler. "I have mine here," and, opening his coat, he showed, beneath it, the brightly-colored sweater.
This time there was not an eye but what was turned on Tom. He felt the gaze and straightened up.
"But I wish to state, Doctor Meredith," he said quickly, "that I had nothing to do with the poisoning of the horses, and I did not know of the occurrence until I saw the account in the paper."
"Very well, we will note your denial, Fairfield, but about this sweater. It is rather damaging evidence, since you yourself admit that it is yours."
"I do, but, as I said, I had disposed of it some time before."
"And you do not care to state to whom?"
"No, sir, except to say that it was not to any one connected in the most remote way with Elmwood Hall."
Again there came a murmur, quickly hushed.
"Is there anyone who can throw any light on this rather important subject?" asked the head master. "I must not conceal from you that this is a serious matter. Mr. Appleby threatens to go to the police with it, unless the guilty one confesses, and unless reparation is made. Even then, it will be in the nature of compounding a felony unless certain legal action is taken. Is there anyone who wishes to say something?"
For a moment there was silence, and then Sam h.e.l.ler slowly arose again.
"Since this matter has a.s.sumed a certain phase," he said, speaking calmly, "and since it is a question of the identification of a certain garment, of which I own one, I wish to state that I was not at the farm, nor have I ever been there as far as I can recollect. At the same time, in justice to myself, I must state that I saw a certain student from this school on the lane leading to the farm, night before last."
"I will not ask you to state now who that was," said the head master, quickly, "as it would not be fair, and you may be called on, in a court of justice, to give evidence."
"But I prefer to state now!" almost shouted Sam. "I have a right to clear my own name. I saw Tom Fairfield, wearing that sweater, leave his dormitory on the night the horses were poisoned, and, a little later, I saw him heading for the lane leading to the farm!"
"That's not true!" cried Tom, leaping to his feet.
CHAPTER XV
TOM'S SILENCE
There were subdued murmurings from every student in the chapel. Never, in the history of Elmwood Hall, had there been such an occurrence. An implied charge against one of the school lads--a serious charge; the denial on the part of one to whom suspicion might point, and the retort direct from another. It was unheard of.
Silence followed Tom's dramatic announcement. He remained on his feet, looking at Sam h.e.l.ler, who also stood, and then the gaze of our hero wandered to the troubled, but still serene, countenance of Doctor Meredith.
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