Job Haskers, and that dictatorial
teacher could not help but be satisfied over the showing made. Roger
was also doing well, and poor Phil was the only one who was backward,
although not enough to cause alarm.

"I'll get there, but it comes hard," said the shipowner's son. "I
should have asked old Haskers for more time."

"Don't you do it," answered Dave. "Come, I'll help you all I can."
Which he did.

One day there came a letter to our hero which gave him great
satisfaction. He read it carefully, and then hastened off to
communicate the news to Phil, Roger, and Ben.

"It's a letter from my Uncle Dunston," he explained to his chums. "If
you will remember, he said he would hire a lawyer to take up that Mrs.
Breen case against Professor Haskers."

"What does he say?" asked Roger, quickly.

"I will read it to you," answered Dave, and read the following:

"You will be glad to learn that Mr. Loveland, one of our lawyers,
has gotten a settlement for Mrs. Breen out of your teacher, Mr.
Haskers. He had quite a time of it, Haskers declaring that he did
not owe as much as the widow said he did. The lawyer said he would
sue for the full amount, and then Haskers came to see him. Mr.
Loveland says the teacher wanted to learn who had hired him to
stir the matter up, and mentioned some students' names. But the
lawyer gave him no satisfaction at all, and at last Haskers paid
up in full, took his receipt, and got out. I instructed Mr.
Loveland to put his charges for services on our bill, so Mrs.
Breen will get the entire amount collected. I am going to take it
to her in person, and see to it that it is wisely invested for her
benefit."

"Good!" cried the senator's son. "That will help the old lady a great
deal."

"Say, I'll bet old Haskers was sore when he forked over that money,"
was Ben's comment. "No wonder he's been looking like a thundercloud
lately."

"Yes, and he'd let out on us--if he dared," said Phil. "But he doesn't
dare."

"Don't be too sure of that, Phil," said Dave, seriously. "There is no
telling what he will do--later on, when he thinks this affair has
blown over."

"Humph! I am not afraid of him," declared Phil, recklessly.

"If he tries any of his games we'll expose him," added Ben.

"Better go slow," advised Roger. He, too, felt that Job Haskers might
become very vindictive.

Spring was now at hand, and a week later came the first baseball game
of the season. It was a co