Adventure stories; Boys -- Juvenile fiction; Camps -- Juvenile fiction
If Hervey felt a twinge of meanness that he had unwittingly assisted in
the robbery (albeit indirect) of blind orphans, he felt a fresh twinge
now in the thought that he was safely out of the whole affair, thanks to
poor little Chesty McCullen. He had only to keep still now and he was
all right. The glory of his stunt, or the shame of it, had fallen on
other shoulders. Poor little Chesty had not much on his shoulders except
this shame. But, anyway, Hervey was out of it. Thinking of the switch
and of these developments during his absence he told himself that he was
lucky.
One would think that such a lucky boy would be happy and would sleep
peacefully. But notwithstanding that he was dog tired, somehow he could
not fall asleep. After he had lain in bed about an hour and was sure
that the household was asleep, he crept downstairs and looked about in
the living room and dining room for the newspaper. He had never before
descended like this at such a late hour, and the rooms looked strange to
him. They were so empty and quiet with the dead stillness of night. He
had an odd feeling that he had no right to be prowling around like this;
he thought it seemed like a burglar.
Once upstairs again he closed his door softly, turned on the light and
read:
BOY SCOUTS FIND ALARM SENDER
“A new development occurred in the fire-house robbery matter
to-day when two boy scouts of the local scout organization
appeared at police headquarters and communicated to Sergeant
Wade that they had seen a boy of town loitering about the
fire-alarm box on New Street at about the time the
false-alarm was sent in. They were certain from the sounds
which they could hear on the porch where they sat, that this
boy, Chesty McCullen by name, was tampering with the box. He
ran away as they approached him and they walked as far as
the corner to see which way he went. It was while they were
there watching him that they heard the fire whistle, and
soon the engines were on the scene. These scouts were Warner
Lewis and Craig Hobson.
“The McCullen boy was brought to police headquarters later
to-day and questioned. He denied that he sent in any alarm,
but admitted being near the box. He could give no reason for
loitering there. He protested that he had not gone there at
the instigation of any one. The boy is of the rough element
in East Farrelton, his father a ne’er-do-well who has
several times run foul of the law. The boy has an elder
brother who is absent from home and the family have no
explanation to offer for his absence, and protest no
knowledge of his whereabouts.
“The McCullen boy is being held by the police in the hope
that he will break down and identify any suspect who may be
apprehended in connection with the robbery. The police are
following up several clews at that end of the case.”
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