The Circus Boys on the Plains; Or, The Young Advance Agents Ahead of the Show
ke a
off th
ame as before? And he's wheeling her a mile a minute at
liding door of the manager's st
for certain!" mutte
ss is o
il Forrest, slipping quickly from his bed on top of a p
was no
ndered the manager, stalking down
d out. I am afraid my friend has fallen ou
ing up the whole car at this time of the night! This nonsense
, trying hurriedly to locate Ted
e car the man with the match finally succeeded in
red about them i
owled Ros
one of the big paste cans, these cans being made like th
he is!" cried Phil,
e can head first!" yel
k fast!" shouted Phil, tugging de
paste can was nearly full of paste and of about the same consistency as dough in a bread pan. It was thic
manager. "If he isn't dead now, he can't be k
indignant look
ance. It required their united efforts to
out and laid h
his mouth was so full of paste that he could not utter a sound. Again, he
amas and began wiping the blue paste from
He dashed to the sink, and, quickly filling a pail o
de up, apparently intending to do
orrest's head, spreading itself over his bare back
was almost
springing to his f
o it again," jeere
l, but I'll do the
me again, or I'll
ugh with m
ater. This time the pail was handed to Phil who
gan to gasp. His dive had
ereat everyone save the car manager laughed loudl
dive into a can of
mpion high dive
bed the luckless Teddy by the co
u lummox!"
fast. Mr. Snowden
quickly and pushed
owden, an angry light
il. "Because he has had an accident i
-you
led the unsteady Teddy to th
car, both of you!"
n running sixty mile
urning
kills you both. Good ridd
ther guess coming, Mr
cal
hus defied him; then turning sharply on hi
ared on the faces
t all for this evening," a
pe on this car
u want a rope fo
ob by hanging the Boss from a
dy in his bed. There is no telling what may happen to him, if I do not. Teddy, had
r shi
e Mr. Snowden too
ant to please him. Did he
ducking," answered Phil with a short laugh, for he believ
ok me," pro
the crew. "What are yo
I think he and I will fight
nion to his "berth." As a matter of fact, Phil did tie the rope about Teddy's wrist
y a few minutes when they were suddenly
er, it was not a
enly, rubbing hi
manager, dancing up and down the aisle, still in his pa
Teddy, sinking back in
n which he had been sleeping, landing
hope you had a good night's
mind whether or not Phil was making sport of him. But t
own the car, roaring at his men, threatening and expressing his opi
not he had done this purposely, it was difficult to decide. Be that as it may, M
iolent tug. Tucker responded. He came slipping from the "berth," throwing the quilts befor
Mr. Snowden's head
us Boy, with the latter on top, in