slipping by at a furious rate of speed.

The sight so astonished him, that he sank back again. To his
unaccustomed senses it was as if the earth were turning upside down.

"What's the matter with you? Drunk?"

"No!" almost shouted the boy, suddenly indignant. "I never took a
drink in my life. Neither was I ever on such a--a wagon as this
before. Lordy! How fast we're going!"

The man roared with laughter.

"Well, you are a curiosity. Where did you come from? Out of the
woods?"

"I'm from the mountains. Never was out of them before. Isn't there no
danger in going so fast? My! How my head swims when I look out!"

"Not a bit of danger, unless in case of a collision, or when something
gives way. But come! Give me an account of yourself. When I find an
uninvited stranger aboard my private car, I ought to know something
about him, I reckon."

While Ralph gave a brief account of himself and his affairs--omitting
the feud, however--his eyes rested first on one strange object, then
another.

There was a large pile of canvas at one end of the car, neatly folded.
Several tent poles lay along the floor. A large and a small camera,