Dick the Bank Boy

Dick the Bank Boy, by Frank V. Webster

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Title: Dick the Bank Boy Or, A Missing Fortune
Author: Frank V. Webster
Release Date: August 3, 2006 [EBook #18981]
Language: English
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Dick the Bank Boy Or A Missing Fortune
BY FRANK V. WEBSTER
AUTHOR OF "ONLY A FARM BOY," "BOB THE CASTAWAY," "COMRADES OF THE SADDLE," "AIRSHIP ANDY," ETC.

ILLUSTRATED

NEW YORK CUPPLES & LEON COMPANY PUBLISHERS

BOOKS FOR BOYS
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By FRANK V. WEBSTER
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12mo. Cloth. Illustrated.
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ONLY A FARM BOY TOM, THE TELEPHONE BOY THE BOY FROM THE RANCH THE YOUNG TREASURE HUNTER BOB, THE CASTAWAY THE YOUNG FIREMEN OF LAKEVILLE THE NEWSBOY PARTNERS THE BOY PILOT OF THE LAKES TWO BOY GOLD MINERS JACK, THE RUNAWAY COMRADES OF THE SADDLE THE BOYS OF BELLWOOD SCHOOL THE HIGH SCHOOL RIVALS AIRSHIP ANDY BOB CHESTER'S GRIT BEN HARDY'S FLYING MACHINE DICK, THE BANK BOY DARRY, THE LIFE SAVER
Copyright, 1911, by
CUPPLES & LEON COMPANY
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DICK, THE BANK BOY
[Illustration: TURNING TO DICK HE CONTINUED TO QUESTION HIM. Dick the Bank Boy Page 137]

CONTENTS

CHAPTER PAGE
I. THE MEETING ON THE ROAD 1
II. A MOTHER WORTH FIGHTING FOR 9
III. DICK'S FIRST WAGES 17
IV. IN SEARCH OF A JOB 24
V. MR. GRAYLOCK RECEIVES A SURPRISE 32
VI. BOUND FOR THE OLD FISHING HOLE 40
VII. DICK MAKES A GALLANT RESCUE 48
VIII. THE COMING OF A LETTER 57
IX. GREAT NEWS 66
X. THE MEETING IN THE BANK 74
XI. FRIENDLY ADVISE 83
XII. GATHERING CLOUDS 92
XIII. WANTED IN THE CASHIER'S OFFICE 100
XIV. UNDER SUSPICION 108
XV. MR. GRAYLOCK SEEMS DISAPPOINTED 117
XVI. FORTUNE'S FAVORS 125
XVII. THE INVESTIGATION 133
XVIII. THE RECEIVING TELLER FREES HIS MIND 142
XIX. NOT FOR SALE 149
XX. A RED LETTER DAY 157
XXI. GOOD WORDS ON EVERY SIDE 165
XXII. A REMARKABLE BIT OF INTELLIGENCE 173
XXIII. NEARING A CLIMAX 181
XXIV. MR. GRAYLOCK MEETS HIS WATERLOO 190
XXV. CONCLUSION 198

DICK, THE BANK BOY

CHAPTER I
THE MEETING ON THE ROAD
"Get out of my way, Dick Morrison!"
The boy who had been trudging along the narrow road looked up in surprise at hearing himself spoken to so suddenly, though he recognized the domineering voice even before catching sight of the speaker.
"You already have half of the road, Ferd Graylock; to give you more I'd have to back down in the ditch, and I don't care to do that," he replied, standing perfectly still and watching with some amusement the zigzag movements of the other, now close upon him.
Ferd was mounted on a new motor-cycle, purchased with savings out of his pocket money, and with which machine he had been of late scouring the surrounding country.
Evidently the little motor had broken down while he was some distance away from home, necessitating considerable walking up hill and hard pedalling on the levels.
Weary, and over-heated by his exertions, he was naturally in an ugly temper at the time he met Dick on the narrowest place along the entire road, where a ditch on one side and a fence on the other, left only enough room for a single vehicle at a time to pass.
Just then, judging from his erratic swinging from side to side, Ferd needed the whole road, and seeing this, the other lad stood by, ready to guard himself if the cumbersome machine headed his way.
His suspicions as to the intentions of Ferd to run him down seemed well founded, for, pretending to be unable to control the heavy machine, the rider came lunging directly at the standing boy, who would have been struck only for a quick leap to one side, by means of which he avoided a collision.
But alas! the edge of the road was closer than Ferd had calculated on when maliciously endeavoring to give the pedestrian a scare, and as a consequence the motor-cycle plunged down into the ditch.
Ferd managed through a quick effort to leap off his seat just in time to avoid being overwhelmed in the disaster.
He scrambled to his feet choking with both dust and anger.
His beautiful machine lay with its front buried in the water of the ditch, and the sight was so disagreeable that Ferd seemed to lose what little discretion he generally boasted.
"There, see what you've done, Dick Morrison!" he exclaimed, fiercely.
"Well, now, I like that," answered the other, hardly knowing whether to laugh or show indignation; "you try to run me down, and when I step out of the way to avoid an upset you accuse me