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The Moving Picture Boys at Panama; Or, Stirring Adventures Along the Great Canal

The Moving Picture Boys at Panama; Or, Stirring Adventures Along the Great Canal

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Chapter 1 TO THE RESCUE

Word Count: 1708    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

ide of a white farmhouse. Two boys sat on the creaking saddles. The one at the front handle bars threw forward

a shed, and the two lads, swinging o

served one. "You had

a nice level stretch, and I wa

r out to the full

the steed of steel and gasoline. "She'll do better than ninety miles an

run, all right. Funny, though, that

st-office, for we ought to have had a letter from Mr.

"and I ought to h

and a blush suffused

ke with another laugh that showed his white, eve

hasn't?" fi

othing

ecause you haven't had a postcard

e, with a shrug of his broad shoulders, be

now, and we haven't had a line from Mr. Hadley. He promised to write, too, and let us know what sort of m

round, when the film isn't running. Oh, well, I suppose Mr. Had

ppi flood pictures-reels of film getting lost, and all that-to say nothing of th

re is nice here, and I don't mind if we stay another week or so," and he looked up the pleasant valley, on o

t this motor cycle," for they had lately invested in the powerful ve

their farmer-landlord had allowed them to use, Joe

e of the highway could be had for a long distance. It was the sight of

ked Blake, returning after ha

feeling his oats, and that the fellow driving him didn't k

doesn't look out he'll hav

eated in the carriage, as the boys could see from their point of vantage, were two men. Who th

es!" suddenl

parted, probably because the driver pulled on it too h

one, he sprang forward, and at once began to gallop, pulling after him the light carriage, which swayed fr

oes!" yelle

d Blake. "There are goin

heralded by the looks on the faces of the two occupants of the carriage, and by their fr

swaying carriage in a cloud of dust. As it was moment

The broken bridge! They

laimed his chum. "H

oe, trained for emergencies, was how to avert it. They looked at each other for a second,

t horse will never be able to make the turn int

he'll not try it," agreed Joe. "He'll cr

sentence, but Blake kn

ky ravine. About a week before there had been an accident. Weakened by the passing of a heavy

anned to replace it. But this new bridge was not yet in place, though a frail, temporary sp

ith it, left the main and permanent highway at a sharp curve. Persons knowing of the broken bridge made allowance

long the main road, and would not make the turn. Or, if he did, going

side of the broken bridge, but this barrier was of so fra

h it, run out on the end

Joe did

do something

what?" a

ast him on the road below. One of the men he knew to be employed in the only livery stable of Central Falls, on the outskirts of which he and Joe were spending their holiday. The

ycle!" sudde

lake, only half

em on the motor cycle

standing came i

hink of that before, instead of standing

"Get her out, and we'll ride for all

fe! Lucky she's got plent

had a chance to coo

eeled the motor cycle. In another instant he and Jo

r, growing fainter and fainter, the "thump

egan to work the pedals to start the motor. The cylinders were still hot fro

ar-shouting above the rattle and bang o

riction clutch, and a moment later, at ever gathering speed, the shining motor

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