Daily Arizona silver belt., 1908-03-21
moment Dick sazea sadly upon his fs-

moment Dick sazea sadly upon his fa-
 vorite.
 Joyce, he had seen. was unharrned. l Her position and the thick robes had
 suved her from worse than q shaking up, snd she had regained the seat.
 Poor old kingr' she cried as she saw with relief that Dick was unhnrt. T could sill that little Edwards boy"
 Never mind tue Edwards boy" said Dick hrusguely. What we have to think about Is the train. We never can walk thar hin in time 10 make The train. Have you nerve enough 10 coast it in the cntter:" ~
 I'd risk anything rather than return home" cried Joyce "I never win let father catch ns."
 Then here goes," cried Dick gayly as he pulled the cutter back into the road and caught up one of the broken shafts. It's been long time since 1 went bobbing. hnt think I can make it."
 He gave Joyce the shaft to hold and pushed the cutter over the brow of the hill. climbing in over the back when he had it starte,l
 Once back in the cutter he took the shaft and improvised steering rud- der. The body work afforded him lever. age. and Dick laughed as the sleigh began to gain speed.
 For the first half mile the road was straight. and little steering was neces. sary. Then ahead loomed the turn, and Dicks face turned grave as he dug the shaft into the road,
 Slowly the sleigh responded to the pressure. and in another instant they had swung around The curve as neatly as a champion coaster on his low pointer. and they were again on the straight and headed for the station.
 Hank Carew had just backed his en- zine down from the house. and a white plume of steam rose from the dome as the engineer waited for the minute hand of the clock to touch the bottom oC the dial
 The runaways were still quarter or a mile from the station when the cut ter slowed up. but they had gained more than q minute in their swift de scent, and they did not have to run.
 AS they came up to the station plat form the little knots of loungers gath cred about them. Rapidly Dick ex plained the reason for the coast. and the listeners checrcd as they heard the tale. For years they. had grumbled at the way WarinG treated Joyce. and they were glad that at last she was to he released from her fathers harl reign.
 Here comes your dad now" pped Il shrill voice. And with one accord they turned to see the familiar War ing team tearing over the brow of the hil
 Carew glanced at the steam gauge the window.
 "Al aboard that's going" he called 1 in stentorian voice We're chang ing the schedule today. Tho 9:30 is go- ing out at 9:2S.'
 Another instant and the train was | idA'Alb- A'NH Niit ibsi'i tb"dlh buc ] state line. and Hiram Waring came | dashing up to the platform to be greet , ed by ironical cheers.
 "The train went ahead of timer he | sputtered. "I shall report this to the ] oiticia.SV"
 You're wrong, squire" drawled Ned , Burns. who posed ss wag. That ' ain't the regular train. That's the | Coaster special. Makes close connec- ton with the Cutter express. from up your way"
 The laugh which followed showed Waring that the sympathy was all with the runaways. He was to he q for county treasurer in the fall. IL would not' do to turn his against him. As he head ed the horses for home he half turned ln his seat.
 When that Coaster special com pletes the round trip" he shouted out, you might tell Dick Torrington to come out t0 my place. l ain't going to kill The fatted calf. but there's tur- key was saving up for Christmas. guess that'li do as we'll