The robber with the bank swag made a run for it as a confederate yelled: "Go on! Go on! Take to the woods! We'll deal with these fellows!" Alas, poor thief, he was up against no common adversary. He had tangled with none other than Tom Swift.
" 'Oh, you will, eh?' shouted Tom, and remembering his football days he made a dive . . . for the man with the bag, which he guessed contained the stolen money. The lad made a good tackle, and grabbed Featherton about the legs. He went down in a heap with Tom on top. Our...
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