Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1913-08-22
CHAPTER M-(continued).

The precaution was justified. On.
the most dreaded angle Of the course
came the well-knoWu explosion, I'M
mediately- followed by a second from
the opposite wheel. the Mercury top
pied perilousiy.
Floyd was leaning over the back, un-
gtrapping the extra tires, before STAN
ION had brought the car to standstiil.
The two men were out on the ground
,ogether, dragging forth tools Hinged
about by pushing, exclaiming specta-
tors. they worked with quick precision,
wasting no time IN speech Dust
wrapped, two big cars sped by them,
The red one hanging doggedly at the
dank of the white
George thinks he's winnin'," lisped
Floyd mockingIy But he isn't goin'
to- we are"
Stanton was on his feet again.
'Tn with the tools" he directed,
with brevity.
But the bIue-black eyes and gray
exchanged one smiling glance before
the Mercury sprang forward.
The race began it's third hour, as
Stanton started out to regain his lost
lead IT was noon, dazzling, breath
tess noon OF azure and gold. Down
past the grand stand with It's heaving
,sxpanse Of color and movement they
swept again, the Joyous applause COM
3ng to them across the roar Of their
own motor and on between the walls
20 VT no han n
in pursuit OF their rivals.
There was J. bridge, back there,
across shallow running brook shut in
by strip OF autumu-tinted woodland.
Car ahead" Floyd cried suddenly,
as they rushed around curve and
bore down or the crossing. Look out
stanton"
IN the center OF the bridge was a
reeling, staggering car. coming to a
halt and striving 70 maintain its equi-
tibrium meanwhile The chain had
broken loose It's driver afterward ex-
platned. and vas flashing the under
mechanism 20 scrap metal. Seeing too
aatc 70 stop his own machine, Stanton
took the only chance Of saving any of
the four lives and tried to twist past
the other cur on the narrow bridge,
Only a masterdrtver would have at
tempted the feat; Stanton carried 1t
30 the verge OF success. They were
along side. passing, when the edge OF
fhe wooden bridge gave way under the
double strain There was the rip Of
splintering p;anks. as the Mercury's
outside wheels crushed through the
acering, a shUddertng lurch.
"Jumpi" Stanton shouted his vain
command to Floyd, as they went down.
The cool water Tapped around his
angers. trjck,ed reyiyingiy across his
lntoierabiy painful arm, gurgling like
a Joyous voice rs It passed by him.
Slowly, with infinite effort, Stanton
dragged himself up upon the other
arm. the uniaiured right. He must
see, that was the imperious cry of
Drain and heart, 70 see. It seemed to
hin years ago that the Mercury had
gene of the bridge. yet he knew the
time could be BUT moments, since the
attn here,
als vision vas clearing Yes:
snsre. half IN the dainty brook, half
IN the green bank. lay the heap Of
eene and broken metal that had been
che Mercury racing car. And beside
IL
:. When as drove back the faintness
that blackensd the bright noon, Stan
ton began 20 drag his pain-racked
bedy toward wdSt lay beside the Mer-
s,uy. Movement hurt. hurt unbear-
ably. yet was 4 less anguish than
thought. For he knew, knew the
nechanician seldom escapes,
Floyd lay aear the machine, I'M
married Co outward view except for a
cut over bis temple and a stain of blood
on his. lips. His mask and cap were
gone. one hand was lung out. palm up
ward. aud the sorQ sleeve left bare the