same time grabbing Teddy by the coat collar and jerking him to
his feet.

The trainman did not appear to mind the giddy swaying of the
stock car. He permitted Teddy to walk on the running board while
he himself stepped carelessly along on the sloping roof of the
car, though not relaxing his grip on the collar of Teddy Tucker.

Bidding the boy to hang to the brake wheel, the brakeman began
climbing down the end ladder, so as to catch Teddy in case he
were to fall. After him came the Circus Boy, cautiously picking
his way down the ladder.

"Any of you fellows know this kid?" demanded the trainman,
flashing his lantern into Teddy's face. "He says he's with
the show."

"Put him off!" howled one of the roustabouts who had been
sleeping on the flat car under a cage. "Never saw him before."

"You sit down there, young man. Next stop, off you go,"
announced the brakeman sternly.

"I'll bet you I don't," retorted Teddy Tucker aggressively.

"We'll see about that."

"Quit your music; we want to go to sleep," growled a showman
surlily.