help square. I will collect the addresses of the places you
have squared, early in the morning, and by that time I shall
have a squad of town fellows hired, to place the stuff.
Now, get going!"

All hands hurried into their clothes; after locking the car, Phil
led them to the restaurant. But the Circus Boy did not take the
time to eat. Instead he busied himself laying out the routes for
the town men to work.

By the time that they had finished their breakfast faint streaks
of dawn were appearing in the east.

"Now, boys, do your prettiest!" urged Phil.

"We will; don't you worry, Boss."

The men hurried off, full of enthusiasm for the work before them,
while Phil started out to round up a squad of men to distribute
the lithographs after his own men had squared the places to
put them.

In an hour he had all the men he wanted. This done, Phil took
his way slowly back to the railroad yards and stepped up to the
platform of his own car. The freight cars had been removed from
in front of him and the rival car stood out gaudily in the
morning light. All was quiet in the camp of the rival. Not a
man of its crew was awake.

"I hope they sleep all day," muttered Phil, entering his own car