Motor Matt's Century" Run"

a little while after Matt had laid the girl down on a couch. Chub entered

he girl and began doing

d a wet cloth back and forth over the girl's face. "Poor lit

said Chub, standing close to the couch w

up Matt, feeling a pang of pity as

that it held together. Her shoes were broken and s

, they passed in a troubled daze from Susie to Chub, and then to

aid she. "Dat was bully, w'at yous done. Put 'er dere, cull,"

better, eh?" asked Matt, t

g answer, "only I can't move me

Matt released her hand. Susie c

asked, hiding as best he could the sudd

y, ain't it? Dey feel

softly. "When the doctor comes he'll

was th

er name besides t

arge eyes steadily on Matt-"an' I'd do a lot fer yous, on'y don't ask me name or anyt'ing about meself; see? Dat goes. Come around here an' g

pushed up a chair. Matt humored

" she asked, snuggling Mat

" he a

ain't yous de Motor Matt de

me that s

r eyes danced as th

ous out o' de smash! Why, yous saved me jest like yous did Dirk Hawley's

men with you, Ra

Dat's somet'ing I

lived long

in use 'em before long. I ain't got no money an' I can

long as you want to," put in Susi

" added Chu

s, "but I got t' fly my kite jest

Rags?" asked Matt, still trying to

ing up and looking hard at Matt. "

iff arres

ous givin' it

es

d closed her eye

ed, "dey won't git

s. When he had got through, and had left some medicine, he beckoned Matt to follow him out

ope for her

taken aback. "Do you m

to her spine and she's paralyzed from the h

rd about herself. But maybe the man the sher

told all about the runaway and th

nabbed him. And what was the girl doing with Morisco, tied to the wagon like she was? Got to make her talk, King. You seem to have more influence

er I'll bet she won't say a word. Rags has got a reason for keeping back

f Morisco can stand that, he's a better man than I think he is. O

at the gate for a few moments, looking for Clip; but, as

d a finger on her lips. Matt tiptoed out through the kitchen to the back

ones got to say,

or Rags, Chub,"

hub, "but mebby old pills-an'-

Wish I knew why Rags won't tell us anything about herself,

er time. You seem to make a hit with all the girls, Matt, little an' big,

elcome?" a

d its way over Ch

thin' his turbulent soul wi

he had a stud

over his shoulder at

self, an' his library contains everything about Dick Turpin th

wed Chub toward the barn. Approaching softly, Chub placed an empty box under a square

on a board placed over the manger, and Welcome stood in front of it with an old butcher-knife in his hand. The old man had twisted up the e

ook, "how does that there go? Dad-bing! I wisht I had my glas

g the words with the

ach an' drew a bead on the passengers with his trus

ok, whirled around on his wooden pin an

le-eye Perkins, Pirate o' the Plains, that's st

e unexpected sound, dropped the knife, jumped for the s

and Welcome fell back on the floor of the

oys dropped off the box and s

to fight down his lawlessness, he's keepin' it alive with that stuff. I'll bet if sis ever finds out about his doin's there

p from the canal bridge. Clip was the best "miler" anywhere in that part of the country, and

d find out what he's got on

he gate just as Clipp

ed out Clipperton. "You're

me?" dema

-up call. McKibben said for

he governor

tion he was running

I know's what I'm telling you. Something in

d Governor Gayn

the gate, and Clip was getting his

wered Clip. "He's wa

the push and the motor began to snap. By the time he reached the bridge the