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

?nix, set the pace. It was a fast one, and Chub w

l have to be a little less hasty. What's the good, anyho

n order to explain and to give C

this rate, we're traveling faster than

be in much of a h

y two motor-cycle tracks leading this way, and we

ieves went th

e other part of

ng. The marks left by the pneumatic tires of the motor-cycles cou

wagon been along here since we g

e mines," added Matt. "There were four horse

-headed as I am, I can count the hoof-tracks of the horses and see which way they were headed,

by the way the hoof-tracks were all cluttered up. And then, too, around the place where

Navajo if I can see how Hawley ever put it up to have him run off with the wh

and that's the principal thing. It's up to us to get the motor-cycles back. A four-horse freight-wagon, even when it's empty, can't tra

in the air, wouldn't I, if you hadn't been along? But for t

eturned Matt, "but I'm not particular about a

Chub, his blue eyes glistening. "No wond

ow about another spurt, Chub? That wagon didn't have much the start of us,

short for sprinting, but I'

," and before they reached the top of it, the boys could hear the creaking of a heavy wagon, and the hoarse voice of a driver swearing at his horses. A few moment

eighter had a long black-snake whip, and was snapping it about the ears of the lea

was going "empty" into Ph?nix after supplies for some mining-camp; but there was more in the box than there had bee

r stars there's only one. But if he gets

ng guns," said Matt, "and if he get

set-to, Matt, you can count on me to mak

was not paying the slightest attention to the trail behind him. With one foot

werved to pass around it and get to the heads of the horses, while Chub, getting su

ter's attention. The man turned and

and with the words his long whip

pistol, and Chub tumbled into the road, ho

d. The incident, while unpleasant for Chub, afforded Matt time

he bits of the horses and push

the wagon, although on a slope, did not run down on the wheel-horses. Tak

whip in his hand. "Git away, I tell ye, or I'll snap out one o' yer eye

gray eyes glimmering, "if you don't want to ge

' yer back-talk, nuther," whoo

ndle of the whip, prepa

Matt, keeping wary watch of the freighter, "and they belong

me they belonged ter him an' a pard o' his, an' he tuck

hed at this piec

u see Perry?"

a hoss clost ter the house on the Bluebell as I come by. He stopped me an' told me ter take i

you've been fooled. Perry don't

d o' mine," roared the freighter, "an' I'm takin' hi

de, and the lash snapped harmlessly in the air. Then, as the lash flickered for an instant on the neck-yoke, Matt executed another quick mo

as more than Ma

was toppled out of the wagon-box and took a

ive movement and

im, Matt!" cried

horses. "He's just stunned, that's all. Jump into the wagon, Chub, and untie the wheels. When you're ready, I'll help yo

eat way fortune was coming to their a

t told of returning consciousness, drew his big, ham-like

on, for, a moment after the tying w

ill me, was y

as trying to take the whip away from

, Matt!" c

boys heard the freighter yell and saw him charge toward them. It had been impossible for Matt to tie his hands securely with the wh

addle and let your machine out for all it's

dals, and then the motors began to work. The two machines glided u