The Washington herald., 1911-07-02
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The valiant Moses uttered shrick and
the short clay pipe he was smoking chatter.
ed between his teeth like pair of casta.
nets.
"lIolp! murder! thicvcs!" he yelled, at the
top of his voice.
And throwing up his arms. he toppled
backward from the scat and disappeared in
the bed Of the wagon.
Zen and Fred began to laugh immoderate-
ly, and something like chuclile came from
the two highwaymen at Tramper's head.
Then an amazing thing occurred. From
the dark interior of the wagon came shrill
cries fo" help in Moses familiar voice, and,
blended with them. a volley of angry mpre-
cations in totally different key. This was
followed by tremendous sruffling and pound.
ing that threatened to brral; the wagon apart.
Zen and Fred lcaped to the ground and
joined the highwaymen who were none other
than Jerry Arkel and Oscar Mills.
There's someone else in the wagon with
them fighting"
They'll smash our fireworks all up" add
cd Fred.
This terrifying suggestion moved the boys
to action and they hurried toward the rear of
the wagon The leather hood was partly open
and with a vigorous pull Jerry tore it clear
off.
Drag them out!" he exclaimed Catch
hold of their feet"
Crack! crack! crack crack! crack! crack!
"a luSllldue came from the interior
OF the wagon. Red flashes and showers of
sparks lit up the darkness, blush smoke
curled out both ends, and above all the din
rang the hoarse cries Of panic from the strug-
Cling men within.
The boys stared at each other in dismay.
They knew only too well what the racket
meant. Moses pipe had ignited the box of
combustbles!
Bang! A tremendous report drowned the
racket OF the smaller ssquibs as one of the
big cannon crackers exploded
Bang! bang! bang! bang! OFF they went
in rapid succession. varied by a red light, a
blue light, volley of Roman candles and
sky-rocket.
The latter whizzed out the front of the
wagon, leaving fiery tail behind it.
This was too much for even such n horse
as Tramper. He snorted with terror, pranced
on his hind legs, and then made such furi-
Gus dash forward that the old and much
patched harness parted in half a dozen places.
Away, went, TramPer for the village at a
moved slowly backward until it gained head
way, and then shot madly down the hill.
The bcwildered boys got out of its path
Just in time and then plunged after it in
futile pursuit.
Crack! crack crack-bang! bang! whiz
-hiss-boCm! Everything seemed to be 90
ing off together, and it was a wondrous and
impressive sight to see the rickety old We
hicle careening down the hill in halo of
fire.
Squibs, large and small, mingled their din
with the hiss of pin wheels, the rattle of Ro-
man candles and the thunderous boom OF
sky rockets. Red, green and blue lights
threw their reflections on the scurrying fences
by the road side
When the wagon had covered a dozen Yards
in its fiery career, flaming figure tumbled
out of the front end.
'"Help! I'm burning up" it cried, frantic
ally.
The boys speedily reached the spot.
TITS Moses" shouted Jerry. "Put him
output him out'
They rolled him over in the dusty road a
few times, needless of his cries, until not
a spark was visible.
Look, there's the other one," shouted
Ben.
A second figure was dapcing about the
road few yards below, but, before the