The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1913-06-25

YES. ] stopped on between trains
to view the city, and took a Seeing
Omaha ride. The zap wagon upset,
and--I broke my toe"
You left Chicago ten days ago."
said Speed accusingly.
cot course, but-when / broke my
toe had to stay It's a beautiful city
lots of fine buildings"
How did you like the jail?"
What in the world are you boys
talking about?" queried Miss Blake.
"Mr speed seems amused at Cul-
ver's accident" Roberta gave him a
singing look. Now we'd better let
Culver 60 to his room and freshen up
bit. | want to talk to you, Helen"
and Speed dropped at the meaning be-
hind her words. But IL was time for
general conference: events were
shaping themselves too rapidly for
him to cope with. once the three we're
alone he lost no time in making his
predicament known, the while his
friend listened in amazement.
Due 10 II ltdilg ~ SNAAOuos Nht
latter asked, finally.
ITS life or death. There's homi-
cidal maniac named Willie guarding
me daytimes, and pair of renegades
who keep watch at my window all
night. The cowboys battle me in ice
water to tougher me, and feed me raw
meat to make me wild. In every cor
ner there turks an assassin with or
ders to shoot me IL ! break training,
everywhere go some low-browed
criminal feels my biceps, pinches my
legs, and asks how my wind is. tell
you, I'm going mad
And the worst part of it is" spoke
Glass, alphabetically, they'll bump
me off first. It's a pipe"
But, Wally, you can't rum
Don't know it?"
Don't II" seconded the trainer.
Then why attempt the impossible?
Call the race off,"
ITS too late. Don't you understand?
The bets are made, and it's pay or
play The cowboys have mortgaged
their souls on me-"
He was maxim play for that little
doll"
Don't you call Miss Blake a doll.
Larry! won't stand for it!'
We'll, skirt then"
why don't you cut it? There's a
train East at midnight"
And leave Helen-like that? Her
faith in me has weakened already;
she'd hate me if did that. mol I've
got to face it out!"
They'll be singin' hymns for both
of u.s." predicted the fat man.
Il don't care. They can boil me in
oil won't let her think I'm a cow
ard"
Larry doesn't have to stay"
"Of course not. He can escape"
Not a chance" said the trainer.
'They watch me closer n they do
him."
Covington considered for a moment.
ut certainly looks bad, but perhaps
the other fellow can't run either. Who
is he?"
"A cook named Skinner"
Happy name! Well, two-thirds of
a sprint is in the start. How does
Wally get in motion, Lawrence?"
Like a sacred OK" Glass could not
conceal his contempt
IN give him some pointers; it will
all help" But Speed was nervous
and awkward-so awkward, in fact,
that the coach finally gave it up as a
bad job, saying
It's no use, Wally, you've got fool
feet"
Il have, Ell? Well, didn't break
them getting out of JAIL
THE less said about that Jail the
better. I'm in trouble myself"
Speed might have explained that his
chums dilemma was by no means so
serious as he imagined, had not
Willie thrust his head
through the open window at that mo-
ment with the remark:
Time to get busy!"
We'll be right with you'll" Glass |
seized his protege by the arm and bore |
him away, muttering: Stick it out, |
brother we're nearin' the end!"