enty-four hours of Bart Stirling's career, that it see

could so summarily check, halt and hold the great magnate of Pleasa

and stepped out to where he could get a cle

e started to turn around, clutched at his neck in a strangling kind of a way,

rious," mur

dred foot space between the ex

called in some alarm, kneeling by

he noticed that the colonel's face was pitted, and in one or two p

been dazed, it seemed, but not rendered entirely unconscio

f and tried to clean the dirt

d mumbled. Then he groaned again a

he moaned-"get me away!

ing to ask you," said

over his face and mumbled,

t afforded no evidence of present

t two minutes

few words to the man in charge, and darted out again as the

ting propped up against the cinder heap, his eyes open, an

His position was so unsteady, however, that he had to support h

acks. Its driver, bluff Bill Carey, nodded familiarly to Bart, and looked the

ntimated to Bart with a wi

d over int

he said, "do you wis

ishy stare, groaned and

" he m

You'll be useful explaining

he young express agent exper

uliar combination of his riding in the same carriage wi

autiously, for the popping and ban

ey passed groups of boys, reckless of the quantity of firec

vociferous shout. The cab swerved and creaked, and the

young villains! get that infernal ma

t of the cab window to

spitting out smoke barely two feet ahead of t

he horses gave a wild snort,

e lit on his feet, braced, but was pulled over, as,

wn the street without guide or hindr