ever sot eyes on!'

'Bad luck to the loikes of yees, why d' yees go on?' exclaimed the
irate Irishman, as be leaned forward and addressed the obdurate
machine. 'Are yees tryin' to fool us, bad luck to yees'

At this instant, the feet of the steam man began rising and falling
with lightning like rapidity, the wagon being jerked forward with such
sudden swiftness, that both Ethan and Mickey turned back summersets,
rolling heels over head off the vehicle to the ground, while the
monster went puffing over the prairie, and at a terrific rate. Baldy
was about to start in pursuit of it, when Johnny, the deformed boy,
restrained him.

'It won't run far; the steam is nearly out.'

'Be jibbers! but me head is caved in!' ex-claimed the Irishman, rising
to his feet, rubbing his head, and looking at his hand to see whether
there was blood upon it.

'Jerusalem! I thought she had upset or busted her b'iler!' said the
Yankee, looking around him with a bewildered air.

The two spectators were laughing furiously, and they could scarcely
stand the trick which had been played upon them.

'Let your old machine go to blazes!' muttered Ethan. 'If it acts that
way, I don't want nothin' to do with it.'

In the mean time the steamer had gone rattling over the prairie, until