Motor Matt's Make Up

ted in the calliope tent until

you somet'ing for nodding dot Vily

e right number," agreed the cowboy. "

was put to th

on't you know. I'm not of the peerage. An uncle and three cousi

"Why, I didn't think any one this side a lord could we

womley, with a fai

o? Sit here and wait, or hit the trai

his brows. "Deuced odd, that. Why should

rance!" mur

our feet, excellenc

for the monocle, and to

it means to go forth and look into the cause of our friends' de

hen, and we

ide-show tent, and Twomley a

the annex, and the ticket seller was withdrawn under the lee of a canvas wall, hobnobbing with the man on the door. These two informed McGlory, Twomley, and Carl that Wily Bi

oop. There they found Burton and a young fellow kicking the

att?" aske

track to stop. This young man"-the showman indicated his companion-"came along on a motor cycle. Matt borrowed the machin

Mile-a-minid Matt alvays geds vere he iss going pefore he shta

marked the motor cycle owner, "a

neighbor," spoke up McGlory. "

to a dozen of the gasoline bikes if I

oked at h

thirty-five minu

ved the lad from the motor-car works, "

womley, "he has mucke

he exasperated McGlory. "That'

Matt isn't back by then, this young man and I will start alon

Carl. "I vas afraidt som

gers in the runabout," said Mc

's all serene, I do, indeed. I'm a juggins at w

Twomley, and hold onto your nerves while the rest of us hunt up t

ed Twomley, whose good nature

wboy had a pique at him, and he had su

centuries himseluf, und I can't guess it oudt for vy he don'd get pack. Oof you don'd dake me

t paralleled the car track. And so,

we could only see a bit of dust, then we'd know Mot

go so fast on dot machine der dust vill

u? Where's Ping? Little Slant-eyes is always around when anything is

the Roman-candle business. Oh, yes, that was an easy one[Pg 9] for Carl to guess. There was secr

e I go for the runabout. My thoroughbred is hitched to the buggy, s

said the lad, "but about the century I'm to turn

the runabout, his Kentucky thoroughbred

factory filled it comfortably. But they took McGlory on their knees and

out of sight when a car rounded the loop a

er road as ve go, und oof ve see somet'ing ve vill trop off. I peen a t

swered Twoml

for his impatience, and he and

he distance. In the horse's performance the proud showm

ither of you ever see a prettier bit of tr

ed McGlory. "Keep your ey

f a cop and a warrant could make Wily Bill leave the car if he was set for reaching Grand Rapids. I might have known that, if

You're shy a few, Burton

Burton, reining in h

k th

the road. Close to a steep bank, against

" exclaim

cried the owner

d toward the bushes. He had not taken half a doz

of the bushes and app

to me about this! Where'd you come

ips moved soundlessly. Hopping up and down in his sandals, he waved his arms and poin