The Circus Boys on the Plains : or, the Young Advance Agents Ahead of the Show by Edgar B. P. Darlington
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old chap, remember the responsibility of this car rests on your
shoulders almost as much as on mine. Let's not have any hanging back on your part." "I'm not hanging back. What is it you want me to do? I'm ready for anything." "That's the talk. Hustle to the livery stable and camp right on the trail. See that those teams are here at two o'clock, or by a quarter after two, at the latest. Have the men drive up quietly, and you show them the way. Don't you go to sleep at the stable. Now, foot it!" Teddy was off at a dogtrot. His pride was aroused. "I guess we'll clean 'em up!" he growled as he hurried along. In the meantime, Phil hastened into the station and ran to the lunch room. It was closed. "Pshaw!" he muttered. Phil now turned toward town on a brisk run. After searching about, he found an all-night eating place that looked as if it might be clean. "Put me up ten breakfasts. I have some men that I want to give an early start. They haven't time to come here. Wrap up the best breakfasts you can get together. Put in a jug of coffee and a jug of milk. I will call for the food inside of half an hour. |
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