Motor Matt's Daring, or, True to His Friends

ne, however, was the very last word in motor-cycle construction. In a pinch, it could streak along at sixty-five miles an hour, or, on the low gear, would do five just as read

e shortly after leaving the house the boys whirled into their direct course. It was about eleven o'

ing over the handle-bars and opening his machine up for all it would st

ing our thirty miles an hour just now, and I guess that's plenty. We'll

fter a brief silence. "He's able to take care of himself, so far as Bill Jacks is co

t to them, Chub. We'll just push hard for the place wh

ix when they crossed a new plank bridge

the machines left the planks and started up a gentle slope beyond. "That was

the bicycle contest. A hireling of Hawley's had blown up the bridge in front o

oys drew close to the derrick, the ore-dump, and the little house where the watchman usually kept himself,

ed Chub. "I guess we could take time to eat a little some

s saddle. "There's no smoke coming out of the chimney, and that means there's no fire in

e against the wall of the house, "he's the watch

ot been locked, but there was no sign of

red Chub, "or he wouldn't ha

cut much of a figure with our work," said Matt.

shoot anything into Ph?nix by wireless. We can lose a little

m Matt drew Chub's

tt, Chub,

of the wireless apparatus. Sending and receiving-instruments had bee

as bound dad wouldn't get any message through to me by way

ee, Del hasn't even had time to pick up the scrap. If Perry smashed the apparatus at the Ph?nix end of the

it was

like to hear what Del has to say abo

," said Chub, star

he dump to the platform at the mouth of the shaft. Kneeling down at the opening in the platform,

to keep a sharp watch on this mine while it's lying idle, an' I don't think he'd go 'way. He must

e of candles. These were lighted, and the boys sta

ere were two levels opening off it-one ha

levels, descended to the bottom of the mine and made their way back to the shaft again. Thus they made the complete circuit of the working

f there has been any foul play here? When Hawley is ou

nswered Chub. "Hawley is unscrupulous, all right, but he'

hs run Delray off while those wirel

e villain had stolen into the house and wrecked the instruments wh

n this thing the mor

f that mining-claim. We'd better make a quick run to the 'strike,' Chub, and see what s

d up a heap because we can't find Delray. I know where th

own the ore-dump and making their way to the

"who wouldn't pass up a ten-dollar bill if Dirk Hawley wanted an

er. They say he has a daughter in school in 'Frisco, and that he keeps her the

g the girl in 'Frisco an' tryin' to make her and her friends think he's a saint, he's going to ge

ded the corner of the house, and had come to a halt

cycles wer

m in consternation. "Am I in a trance? D

Matt excitedly, "

. "More of Hawley's work, and I'll bet my hat on it. He's got us now. That's the one

se and banged at the adobe wall with his clenched fists. M

oin', Matt?"

e thieves went," cal

'em on foot? This is where Johnny Hardl

e and say things to himself. He watched Matt absently as he

turned sharply about

and casting it by the roadside. "Strip, Chub, and unlimber th

he started in Motor Matt's direction, wandering what was in the wind. How